When I’m driving somewhere with David, I try to talk to him the whole time. When we’re at home he won’t let us read books to him or play alongside him. It’s one of the only times I have a captive audience, so I like to make the most of it. We spend most of the
David turned two years old last Friday, and the weekend before we had a little birthday party for him. It was small, mostly family and a few friends. We ordered pizza and made cupcakes. It was nothing like last year, when I stayed up late looking at sailboats on Pinterest, made the most complex cake
For several days I tried to stage this photo. I wanted them to lay down beside each other on the blanket as a size comparison. It didn’t work. It actually happened once naturally. She was on her blanket and David got on the floor beside her, but by the time I got the camera it
Mary Virginia’s first bath – June 15, 2013 Post-bath tears Post-bath snuggles Growing up, I used to love looking through my baby book. With that in mind, I have baby books for both of my children. David’s is all filled out with pictures and anecdotes. Mary Virginia is brand new, so hers is mostly blank.
It took David maybe 15 minutes to do this. He arranged the shoes, walked over to hold onto the knee wall for balance, realized he was too far from the shoes, rearranged the shoes, went back to the knee wall, got one shoe on, lost that shoe while putting on the other shoe, and I
Several of my friends were due with babies in the weeks before my due date, so as I became increasingly pregnant, hormonal, uncomfortable, and anxious to meet my little girl, my Facebook newsfeed was full of new baby girls and boys. There were lots of sibling photos — pictures of big brother or sister meeting the
I’d been holding off on getting out baby clothes and organizing all of our newborn necessities — things like swaddles, newborn diapers, merlot. I thought maybe our lack of preparation would entice the baby to come a little early. If being a mother for 21 months has taught me anything, it’s that babies like to catch their
I’ve mentioned before that David doesn’t say mama. He doesn’t, but that isn’t the entire story. David CAN say mama, he just won’t. Or, rather, he won’t call me Mama. Usually he doesn’t call me anything, but when he has to he calls me Mommy, which sounds like “Nah-EE”. David also seems to be really
Since oh, I don’t know, the day I started feeding David solids, he’s refused to eat off a spoon. At first he’d grab the spoon and guide it to his mouth. Then he just all-out refused to eat off a spoon. He wouldn’t eat anything off a spoon; yogurt, cereal, not even ice cream. That’s
My mom’s grandmother lived on a farm, like lots of people did back in those days. So she, my great-grandmother, had to go out and milk the cows every morning. My mom once told me that while my great-grandmother was out milking the cows, she’d give her babies a box of pictures to look through.