David was baptized this weekend. I grew up in a church that didn’t baptize little ones, so if you’re like me and are unfamiliar with the practice of baptizing infants, I found this explanation. In addition to claiming God’s covenant on behalf of David, it was also an opportunity for Tom and me to stand
This sketch is combines everything I love: 1) new parents 2) pop music references 3) making fun of Bon Iver. That Jay Z impression SPOT ON. I’ve been irritated at Beyonce for weeks now. How dare she go out in public lookin’ all showered and sparkly? All this time I had my husband believing it
In case you can’t tell what’s happening here, David has somehow wedged his thumb into his pacifier. (Sorry for the blur. David was on my lap, super close to the lens.) It was the collision of his two favorite worlds in a way he never dreamed possible. If a look can say, “Woman. If you
This month almost killed me. I know I’ve said that before, but this time it was for an entirely different reason. This time I’m beginning to realize that when you decide to have a child, you’re signing up for thanking Jesus every night that you made it through one more day. I’ve stopped waiting for
We started giving David some solids. Over the past few days he’s had avocado, potato and banana. He LOVES it. It’s wigged out his digestive system, though. He went from pooping three or so times a day to…zero. I’ve heard this is normal, and that when his system decides to move it will MOVE. I
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the
Though Tom is very romantic, he doesn’t get the prize for best Valentine’s gift. It goes to my sweet niece Eleanora Belle, born on Valentine’s Day. From the start Ellie has been head-strong and smart and beautiful (just like her mama). On her first birthday, my mom and I went to Taiwan with a suitcase
I’ve been writing about running for two reasons: 1) I love to run. Running is a big part of my life, so it wouldn’t make sense to leave it out. 2) I wanted to get back to running soon after David was born and I was shocked at how little information there was about postpartum
Thankfully, David’s standards for humor aren’t high. He finds it hilarious when I just stand back and say “boop”. No punchline required.
(Dear Kristie, I’m sorry this birthday post is late. You were not late with your birthday post for me. But do you know how hard it is to write a birthday post when you’re eating tortilla chips and watching Madonna get carried around by gladiators?) My sister, Kristie, moved to Taiwan six years ago. Among