Tag Archives: preemie
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
Fourteen Years and I Love You
Aw, Lizzie Girl. Happy Birthday, my blue eyed girl. It is one in the morning and the house is just settling down. I wonder how you will remember your early teenage years and the energy of this house. I … Continue reading
On Mother’s Day, Anne Lamott, You are Mistaken
1971. My parents bring me home from the hospital. 3 months before her first mother’s day. My momma is small. My dad has hair. My dad looks like Luke. This week three things happened that got me thinking about Mother’s … Continue reading
Welcome to Adulthood
Happy Eighteen, Luke. I am only twenty-five in this picture, holding your two pound self. I was eighteen when I met your dad. That is incredible to me. How can that be? You have been a bit apprehensive about turning … Continue reading
Ack. The Sickness. It has Arrived.
I can never remember what day it is anymore. Apparently, it is September 17th, which means that it takes exactly three weeks after starting school for my kids to start getting sick. Poor Quinn. The only lingering sadness from his … 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
Happy Seventeen
Thanks, Luke, for generously allowing me to post your birthday letter on this blog. April 27, 2013 Dear Luke, I am not sure if you know this, but each year, on my birthday, my dad writes me a letter. I … Continue reading
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