That first hour after we wake up: I think it is my favorite hour of life. There is something so precious about seeing my two babies’ faces again after so long. About the way they greet me like I am the greatest thing on earth. Typically, they are very peaceful. And we take these first… Continue reading Slowing Down
He told me he was “momma’s baby.” He snuggled up tight in my lap and drank his milk. After he drank it all, we simply cuddled for a long time more, him cradled in my arms, responding to his sister’s requests of play with his simple phrase, “I momma’s baby.” I soaked it in. I breathed him… Continue reading Just Breathe
“Pierce, do you want to come see my poopoo?” “Yes!” he happily responds to his sister as they both dash off to the bathroom. After an examination of the stuff and an exclamation of its size, one of them flushes it down into the mysterious drain. “Bye-bye poopoo!” They sing over and over again, hands… Continue reading Let’s Talk About Poop
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