Charlotte's babyhood; 3-12 months

Jun 16, 2011
“Dear Charlotte,” it begins.  “You’re here!” I scribbled my first note to my daughter while she lay peacefully in my arms the day after her birth.  I had searched for months during my pregnancy for the PERFECT postcard – and I →MORE...

May 25, 2011
When Charlotte was six months old, we dutifully made a bowl of quinoa and put it on a spoon and shoved the spoon in her mouth.  Everyone told us that six months was the magic number. The quinoa didn’t really seem →MORE...

The thing about cloth-diapering is that cloth soaks up moisture.  And moisture makes me nervous.  Even the word makes me nervous.  It sounds like the sort of word that is just WAITING to sprout out fuzzy molds and poisonous mushrooms, you →MORE...

Feb 18, 2011
A couple months ago, an elderly neighbor passed away.  When she died, I was filled with remorse.  I was sorry for her family and friends, of course.  They lost a beautiful soul.  But I especially mourned the loss of the relationship →MORE...

Sometimes the day finishes before I even realize it’s begun and I feel like time is slipping away from me, a little faster every day.  I wonder how much I’m forgetting without meaning to.  Will I remember the way she points →MORE...