Rock-a-Bye
I’ve said over and over that my boys have broken me, and while that is true, their wild ways and deep, deep love continue to heal me, daily.
All-the-mom-things
I’ve said over and over that my boys have broken me, and while that is true, their wild ways and deep, deep love continue to heal me, daily.
Every day, I am working on matching their excitement and their open sense of discovery. Unruliness compliments perfectionism, I’ve found.
I grew up with three basic principals: eat your salad before your dinner, work hard every day, and always save your money. While these are very, very important principals, practicing self-care could have helped me better should anxiety in my adult life.
I purchased a new swaddle cloth set for the baby that came with either a bow or a plain cap. And, I packed it into the new diaper bag – in a well-hidden compartment – that we would take to the hospital, (just in case “she” would surprise us all).