the parenting files - She Laughs at the Days

I am an object lesson

While I was at a friend’s house a few weeks ago Jellybean woke and needed to nurse. So I started moving things […]

Honestly, I think that your presence at my birth would be somewhat similar to me taking an EMT with me to the […]

I found my mother journal when we moved. A friend gave to me when the Boy was born, almost 9 years ago. […]

You come to the playground with a Bible in your hand and read it while your son plays. You told me once […]

I met with a nurse-midwife this week. (No, the insurance debacle is not fully sorted, but it is smoothing out somewhat.) It […]

She’s screaming bloody murder because she wants a bowl of mush like the Boy has. She’s already eaten spaghetti, and strawberries, and […]

Last night the Girl wet the bed again for the first time in weeks. (This is why I don’t use my kids […]

I did not know boyhood could be so sweet, that my heart would melt like this again. I mourned the disappearance of […]

I don’t know why exactly, but peer pressure never affected me much. At some very young age I decided that I didn’t […]

Lat night as I was tucking her in the Girl suddenly asked, “What parts am I missing to be a lady mom?” […]