Little Brother N lay in my arms screaming at me to feed him; desperately pleading with me to give him what he wanted. I tried to remain calm and rely on the different ideas and tools I had read about or learned while nursing our older son for more than 14 months. I used a soothing voice and tried to coax him to me. When I switched sides, he still wasn’t interested. When I moved positions, he looked at me like I was the worst mom in the world. After what felt like hours but was likely a handful of minutes, I gave in and offered him a bottle. He settled in and smiled at me with his eyes. Continue reading
Happy Mother’s Day (a few days early) to all of you amazing moms who are part of our Jelly Bean Journals community. No one knows how much you give, how deep you love, or the things that fill your brain space more than another mom. And we are in your boat, on your team, supporting you and cheering you on as loud as we can. We hope your upcoming Mother’s Day is a time for you to pause, relax and be spoiled by the little ones in your life who are so grateful for you but really have no idea that you are far more grateful for them. Continue reading
Dear Kiddo A and Toddler B,
I want you to know…
I will always love you. Even on days when I’m frustrated or you don’t like me very much, my heart still swells with overwhelming adoration for you. This love is unconditional and will never change, even if I don’t agree with every choice you each make. My heart is permanently yours.
I will always fight for you. There are no two people more precious on this earth to me than you. Even if the cost is great, I will do everything in my power to make sure your situation is fair, healthy, and right. When it is time for you to make your own choices I will still stand in your corner, firm in my protective conviction. I believe you are worthy and capable of handling anything. I will be there to remind you to persevere when times get tough and I won’t be silenced or stopped. Continue reading
It’s official. I’m that mom…the helicopter mom. I just spent the holiday season hovering over my 4-year-old hounding him about Continue reading
After so much walking, and so little action, we decided to get comfy in our room to save up our energy for the next day. The doctor and nurses started visiting with us about inducing. We all agreed we would wait to see what the rest of the night had in store and regroup in the morning. Continue reading
I should have known. I’m the first to admit, “Each pregnancy and child are different.” The same two people can make multiple babies, and physically and emotionally there’s no way you know they’re siblings. So, why, oh why, would I ever expect my labor and deliveries to be similar? Continue reading
All the Single Working Mommies:
I see you and I couldn’t possibly pretend to fully understand your reality. I will tell you that when my husband is away at a work conference, I can barely hack it. From the moment he leaves I start a mental countdown to the time when my support will return. Continue reading
Ian was 18 when he died by suicide. Cheeky C is one of my closest friends and Ian’s mom. I remember receiving her call four years ago that he was gone; and I’ve not witnessed a girlfriend survive a more devastating loss. I have come to notice that the winter holidays seem to be the worst for Cheeky C. Although she is a warrior and a survivor, this season hits her hard. My spunky, outspoken, and cheeky pal becomes withdrawn and more downcast. The truth is, I will never have my original Cheeky C back. Losing her son was a traumatic turning point and I know she is changed forever, but this time of year seems to be especially heart-rending.
We have started a family tradition by attending the annual Teddy Bear Tea in Casper, WY. I was clueless about this event until I became a parent. When I did learn of it, I was a little intimidated to take my small children to an occasion so proper sounding. I was hooked after our first Teddy Bear Tea and we have regularly attended over the past 4 years.
The Teddy Bear Tea takes place on the Sunday after Continue reading
N Turned 4 in October! Keeping with tradition, I wrote N his annual birthday letter like I did at one year, two years and three years. I wrote it a few weeks before his birthday and before the arrival of his little brother. I hope you enjoy this year’s letter!
Happy 4th Birthday N!
Just like that another year has passed and you are another year older. When I ask you to stop growing, you say, “Mom, I can’t. I just do.” You look more and more like a boy and less and less like a baby. Continue reading