First 52: 33 weeks
She wakes with a furrowed brow. She blinks and rubs her eyes, pans around for bodies. Heat seeking phalanges spread in exploration. How could anyone dare to leave her alone in sleep! In the...
View ArticleFirst 52: month 8, week 35 (you ain’t ready)
She tosses my keys, listening to the jingle of too many shinnies as they clash. Intently, she inspects them in momentary pause. Surely one deserves to be in her mouth? “No, no! Get that out of…” She...
View ArticleFirst 52: Happy Birthday Cinco!
This is so late! Right now, you are already on the verge of 13 months old! But, let’s recap anyway (because, as you’ve learned, Mama is often late with things). Before your first birthday, you became a...
View ArticleFIRST 52: 17 baby!
Yesterday, the temperature hit 87 degrees. As the mercury rose, so did your fuss. You, my child, are not a fan of heat. The fan soothes your mood and captivates your attention. Clothes get in the way...
View ArticleFIRST 52: 18
Well Baby Check-up, Month Four Mommy was unfortunately trapped in Urgent Care during your appointment, so this is visit was handled by Daddy. The deets: weight – 12 pounds 4 ounces height – uh…...
View ArticleFIRST 52: 19 and counting
Sweet baby Ri’: my little miss spunk and sparkle… It’s been a long time since I met you. In fact, this time last year, your heart was beating beneath mine. I didn’t know I should expect you then, and...
View ArticleFirst 52: 21 weeks is here
“Does babies have bones in them?” Your brother asks as you sleep. Your body is slumped across my arm, your chin resting on my bicep and arm thrown limply across. Eyes softly shut, your lashes extend...
View ArticleFirst 52: weeks 26 + 27
“I was playing with the baby. Its not your turn!” It’s a rant I hear often as your siblings seek to steal away your attention. Drafting this was hard. As I write, your busy hand reach for my...
View ArticleFirst 52: 30 weeks and celebrating independence
You donned starred red, white, and blue baby legs and a Hello Kitty bow to see your first Independence Day Parade. As the cars and walkers shuffled past, you busied yourself nibbling on Dad’s ear. The...
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