On Men in The Lady’s Room

I try not to weigh in too much on political issues here.  There’s enough division and finger-pointing in this world without me adding to the noise.  I like to focus on more meaningful things, like how to make the perfect chocolate chip cookie or do-it-yourself art cards.  But I have to break my silence now […]

My Work Here Is Done

I moved Henry upstairs on Sunday night.  He woke up just as often as usual, and returned to sleep again as usual, which is to say, he went back down easily the first time, but we were both up and sad at 4am.  He was a bear on Monday morning.  He was picking on poor […]

Evie and the Chicks

It was nearly a month ago now that we were collecting eggs in trays for the incubator.  Evie, as Evie is wont to do, kept playing with the eggs.  “I need those for the incubator,” I told her, “so I need you to quit playing with them.  If they break, they can’t turn into chickens.” […]

Henry is One!

Today is Henry’s first birthday.  I read somewhere once, when I was a young, energetic, idealistic mother, that the first birthday is not about the baby.  It is for the parents, a celebration of their survival of the first and most difficult year.  I know I have been looking forward to this milestone for many […]

More Sleep Progress

Thursday: I don’t often get to take a bubble bath anymore, thanks to my two later-in-life babies, but I committed to enjoying one on Thursday night, since Henry has been doing so much better this week.  He did wake at his usual 45 minutes after going to sleep, but he cried only briefly and then […]

The Buddy System

Have you ever read My Antonia, by Willa Cather?  Willa Cather is not for everyone.  Her stories are slow, quiet, almost without plot, really.  She writes about the ordinary, the mundane, but you do walk away from her novels with a deep and abiding love for her characters.  Perhaps that’s because we grow to know […]

Fixing the Henry Problem

Months ago, my sister sent me a copy of The No-Cry Sleep Solution, because Henry and sleep aren’t the best of friends, and she thought it might help.  I was reading through it again the other night, and before the author starts offering solutions, she asks: Do you actually have a problem?  Or have other […]