Category Archives: city kids

Almost three

You and I have known each other almost three years. Your whole little life. You think you’re a big boy now because you have a little brother but you are my baby. You. With your wild, blonde hair, curved lips,

Almost three

You and I have known each other almost three years. Your whole little life. You think you’re a big boy now because you have a little brother but you are my baby. You. With your wild, blonde hair, curved lips,

My Wolfie

You are 11 months old. You are still hilariously laid back. Your brother could throw a plastic ball at your face and you will wrinkle your nose, squint your eyes in response and then crawl after the ball. He could

My Wolfie

You are 11 months old. You are still hilariously laid back. Your brother could throw a plastic ball at your face and you will wrinkle your nose, squint your eyes in response and then crawl after the ball. He could

I want to raise Forest children

The moment I found out I was having another boy, I’ve wanted to live in the forest.  The feminist in me hates that statement, but whatever, it’s the truth. Just so my inner girl feels better, you should know that

I want to raise Forest children

The moment I found out I was having another boy, I’ve wanted to live in the forest.  The feminist in me hates that statement, but whatever, it’s the truth. Just so my inner girl feels better, you should know that

You are your own little man (for my second son)

You were born under water in our bedroom, with your nana and big brother, sound asleep down the hall. You came out screaming and crying and in that moment, all of my fear and anxiety evaporated. Here you were, we did it,

You are your own little man (for my second son)

You were born under water in our bedroom, with your nana and big brother, sound asleep down the hall. You came out screaming and crying and in that moment, all of my fear and anxiety evaporated. Here you were, we did it,

Where is home?

Do you choose where you live or does it choose you? As in, have you ever gone somewhere for the first time and felt like you were FROM there? Or… have you ever gone back home and felt like you

Where is home?

Do you choose where you live or does it choose you? As in, have you ever gone somewhere for the first time and felt like you were FROM there? Or… have you ever gone back home and felt like you

You’re 9 months and you are awesome.

You are the personification of a favorite moment, a favorite meal, a favorite love story. I wish the whole world would go on without us for just a little bit and we could slow this down and I could soak

You’re 9 months and you are awesome.

You are the personification of a favorite moment, a favorite meal, a favorite love story. I wish the whole world would go on without us for just a little bit and we could slow this down and I could soak

Itty bitty you (for my son)

Of course you were born upon the first snow fall. I tried to put on your 0-3 month snowsuit but it was 3x bigger than you. So, I bundled you in blankets and left the hospital hat on you. Your

Itty bitty you (for my son)

Of course you were born upon the first snow fall. I tried to put on your 0-3 month snowsuit but it was 3x bigger than you. So, I bundled you in blankets and left the hospital hat on you. Your