7:17 am: You wake up. Unlike most mornings when you replace the monitor static with coos and chortles and yelps, you cry. Overtired from an Easter weekend away from home,…
Tag: <span>milestones</span>
I’ve fallen in love–the drunken stumble, tripping, head-over-heels, topsy-turvy sort of fall–with both my babes somewhere between their third and fourth months on this earth. I fall in love hard–a…
Dear Little One, Last night, you cruised through ten hours of sleep without a peep. I woke to an odd chiming noise, which, after some momentary disorientation, I discerned to…