These are the beginning words to questions I have often wondered and asked. Questions laced with hope, and a tiny bit of suspicion. Deep down I think I've always known the answer to these questions, which is "Yes, of course you will... but maybe not for awhile. Of course you will, probably really soon. And,... Continue Reading →

He had a high fever when he went to bed, but he still managed to successfully sleep through the night. I checked on him several times before I went to bed myself. The next morning, still in the 5 am's, I heard him coming for me. I heard his hoarse cough grow louder as he... Continue Reading →

I'd had a soother all of my life. I used it when I was sleepy, grumpy, hungry, scared, nervous, crying, bored, or just feeling in need of a general soothe. It was never far from my side. If I cried, my mom popped it in my mouth almost immediately. If I was tired, she gave... Continue Reading →

He had been coughing for well over a week and running a fever too. It grew worse every time he hit the tiniest bit of cold air, and every time he ran. He woke up long before the sun every morning with a coughing fit, and he even coughed so violently once at the playground that... Continue Reading →

"I climb up!" He said confidently while standing at the bottom of the tiny rock wall at the playground. He grinned and reached his hand up to the first rock. His second hand followed, and then his feet joined the scaling process too. I stood back and watched his bold attempt. Nearby another 2 year... Continue Reading →

"Mom!!! Dad's home, and he brought you flowers!" The element of surprise was slightly spoiled, but I stopped doing the dishes and turned to see my husband walking toward me holding a 6 inch potted hyacinth with bright pink flowers all over it. It was the week before Valentine's Day. He knows me. "Would you... Continue Reading →

"Hold me Mom!" he screeches as we inch closer to the edge of the pool. "Do you want to try the tube today?" I ask him. Casually investigating if his bravery levels have increased. "No. You hold me." he answers emphatically while tightening his current grip on my neck. He's like a baby koala the... Continue Reading →

I heard the bedroom door slam. I looked around the room and counted three boys. The three big boys. Where was my two year old? Filled with instant suspicion I opened his bedroom door to find him and his guilty looking face of concentration and effort. "Go mom! Go!" He yelled at me. Hmmm... His... Continue Reading →

"Hey guys, come and get some food, we're not eating again after this for at least two hours." There was a fine spread of apples, carrots, juicy oranges, cheese, and scrambled eggs. They came running. "Thank you for dinner mom!" my two year old said after he had finished his food and was sliding backwards... Continue Reading →