Parenting is hard and unpredictable. Throw in some pregnancy hormones and sheer exhaustion and parenting become unbearable. And we are struggling with our son right now. HOWEVER. There’s some hope. There’s a lot of good in this house. When something’s not going right in my life, I’m unable to sit back and let things unfold.… Continue reading There’s actually so much good.
His body goes limp in my arms, still young but not-so-little. He screams, thrashes, brings himself to the floor. He didn’t want to brush his teeth, but he didn’t want his twin sister to have teeth time with me either. He wanted to be first, and to also not brush his teeth. I stay calm,… Continue reading Dreaming of tomorrow