About a year ago, I noticed that Charlotte had outgrown our Ergo.  Oh well, I thought.  What’s a girl to do?  The kid likes to be carried and the Ergo is what we have.  Maybe she should think twice before she →MORE...

Last week my daughter’s preschool hosted a costume parade and party.  So, after several months of listening to her tell me that she would really like a “Chinese rainbow dragon” costume please, I finally cranked one out. As you can see, →MORE...

Dear Baby, In an ideal world, you and I will only share my body for another three to seven weeks.  Half of the time, I reflect upon this and think “Wow!  Really?  Only three to seven more weeks?  Time flies!” The →MORE...

Today, I was going to write about the book I am reading (Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth) and how it is blowing my mind.  The way I read these books three years ago differs so significantly from how I read them →MORE...

After approximately eight months of insisting that “her” baby is a boy named George, my daughter has recently changed her tune.  Charlotte is now convinced that the baby is a girl named Evelyn. “Well, what if the baby is a boy?” →MORE...