Birthday Love
And then, when everyone gathers for birthday cake and starts singing happy birthday, I’ll wait for that moment I always wait for. That moment—when everyone is singing happy birthday, and my daughter looks around and sees everyone smiling at her, loving her.
Resolutions, Schmesolutions
I've made a long list of resolutions this year. I know a lot of people say resolutions are doomed to fail, but I like the idea of looking at the new year as a clean slate, with endless possibilities for good habits and new adventures. It's like giving yourself permission to start over.
Grandma
She doesn’t focus on the laundry that isn’t folded, the dishes that need to be done; in fact, she waves those concerns away as she sits and laughs and holds the babies. She focuses on one thing—baby joy. And that sparks such a joy in me. I notice more. I pause. I don’t hurry through the day’s tasks but instead, I stop. I notice. I appreciate. I take the time to enjoy it all. If only for a few minutes, I pause to breathe in the babies’ clean hair. I notice their sturdy little feet, which are now so much bigger.
"There's Three"
“Today’s the day you get to find out if you’re having one, two, or three babies, Mom! If it is THREE babies you have to check me out, okay?!” said Lucy. And in that instant we should’ve known Lucy was psychic, but instead we just thought she was an imaginative six year old. But let me start from the beginning.