I love parenting books. Maybe a little too much. When I first became a mom it took me a good six months to realize the key to my success wasn’t hiding in the next best-seller, that the term success doesn’t really apply to parenting at all. In my experience motherhood is praying, trying things, failing miserably, crying, praying some more,… Read more →
I’ve been reading a bit more lately. It’s not that I have more time these days really—it’s that I’m obsessed with the Kindle Fire I got for my birthday. I love that I can buy a book while my kids are napping and immediately start reading it. I also love that I can indulge in book gluttony and not even… Read more →
Sky’s birthday is this Sunday, so it’s party week at our house. And I admit I’m a bit sentimental. I love remembering the end of my pregnancy with Sky, and the way it all felt too good to be true that we were finally having a baby after our years of infertility. And now Sky’s turning four. Her babyness is… Read more →
