I haven’t written you a letter since before you were born. I think it’s due to being overwhelmed with all the facets of you and motherhood. I don’t want to miss a second, and was perpetually in a state of joy, sadness, awe, and terror for the first month or two. Then, I was in a cycle of preparing for returning to work. But now, I have processed. And I have something to say. Continue reading “I wish for you…”
I am a big believer in making your own happiness. It’s hard when there is a lot going on, and as someone who gets anxious and nervous (especially without carefully thought out planning), it can be easy to get caught in a mire of discontent.
Years and years ago, I kept a joyful list: things, people, and occupancies each day that brought me joy that day. It had to be specific to that day/moment (i.e. not “family”). I only kept it for a few weeks because, honestly, I was overwhelmed with all that I wrote each day. Continue reading “Daily Joy”
I’m sure that, as the weeks and months pass, I will forget more and more of the details of Amelia’s birth so today, one week after she entered this world, seemed a good time to write down all the details.
I should note, especially for anyone who is currently pregnant, that every labor is different. Every pregnancy is different. My story is not your story, and my pains are not your pains. I progressed incredibly fast and I think that contributed a lot to…actually, scratch that. Labor hurts. But, it’s worth it. And it’s a different pain, because you know where it is coming from and what it results in. And I’d still go through it again, which says a lot. Continue reading “Amelia’s birth story”
Dear Baby Amelia,
You will find out (in just a few months!) how much we love Sundays in this family.
The Sundays that your father spends at home are not as often as either of us would like, so the ones we have are full of cuddling, naps, and relaxing. It is time for our thoughts to wander, to reflect, to dream. Continue reading “Sundays”