Tag Archives: IUGR
Six it Is
Six is the year little boys seem to turn into kids. Look at that little misplaced tooth… how can one grin contain so much innocence and sneakiness at once? Happy Birthday, Mighty Mighty Quinn. 48 lbs. later (for both of … Continue reading
Omne Trium Perfectum (everything that comes in threes is perfect)
“Out of difficulties grow miracles.” – Jean de la Bruyere Quinn, you are three on the third! Happy golden birthday, or as we called it in my family growing up, happy magic birthday. I wasn’t going to rehash the whole … Continue reading
Antepartum
Tonight, Quinn, you are snoring next to me, just shy of three, not quite ready for your birthday letter, but inspiring me all the same. Today is the anniversary of the day I was put on hospitalized bed rest. The … Continue reading
Circle Games, Cupcakes, Earthquakes and Other Reminders
So much for writing everyday. Luke was twelve when I wrote Summer of the Pigeon. That summer, I did write each and every evening. In retrospect, I probably should have been blogging and not trying to make a book. Maybe … Continue reading
Quinn
Today I held my newest cousin, all seven little pounds of him. It is the first time I have held a newborn since Quinn was born and it made me think of all that has happened between then and now … Continue reading
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