Whisper Laugh

I taught her how to whisper the other day. It came in handy this morning when she was bright eyed and bushy tailed at 5:04am and kept bringing me books to read, toys to play with and juice bottles to open. All of this with whispered words between both of us, and I was quite impressed at how well she was doing remembering to whisper. Then she took it one step further as something, God only knows what, struck her as funny and she started to laugh. Even then she looked at me while she silently guffawed. ...more

She makes it hard not to fawn over! I was away from her for two days for the first time recently ...more


Up! She demands. It takes me a full minute to process that not only is she speaking English and not her native Kaiya but that she just demanded, from me, at 3 in the morning. A simple one word sentence, with the same tone as: Woman, where have you been? I’ve been crying for an hour! To which I want to reply: I KNOW. So have I. Quietly into my pillow, so that I don’t wake up your daddy because between his snoring and your crying I am so going to need a margarita come morning. ...more

Wandering on her own

My daughter is cautious. Calculated. I don't think she gets that from me. I run head first into just about everything, especially mistakes, and usually several times. Probably she gets it from my husband. Of course when I'm grumpy this "cautiousness" is interpreted as "slowness" to me, making me grumpier. But my daughter, well she's still a toddler and cute enough to get away with it. ...more

Learning how to kiss.

I daydreamed that I would teach my daughter how to kiss. No, not in some creepy kind of way but as in I’m the cool hip mom. Hoping that we would have this semiotic, close relationship like on Gilmore Girls. Who knows? Maybe we will. Right now she still craps her pants several times a day so I’m working on that first. ...more

Holding on

Today she slept, well half slept and half drank, in my lap. I stroked her little head. The softness of her hair lulling me to a state of inner peace I have not felt in a while. Someone ought to bottle up baby and market it, they’d make a killing. She heals. She heals my soul, soothes me and restores me. Perhaps that’s a tall order for so little a one but she doesn’t even have to lift an eyelash to do it. Pretty darn effective if you ask me. I want to drink her all in, breathe in deeply and store it up for the rainy, dark and cold nights. ...more

Thanks, it helps to know I'm not alone. As busy as life gets sometimes it is easy fo feel that ...more

Pampers Swaddlers Baby Diapers

The Pampers Swaddlers is a diaper brand that has been on the market for a while and is a great solution for parents looking for a high quality, easy to use baby diaper. Known for quality and ultimate leak protection, this Pampers diaper is widely considered the one and only diaper to ever use. ...more

We Remember

Today we took a moment to remember all the men and women who have sacrificed to make our freedom possible. We remember the military men and women who lost their lives, the people who sacrificed at home and all of the people still affected by war and its horrible consequences today. Remembrance day is a somber day and I always get a little melancholy just thinking about it. ...more

A Taste of Single Motherhood

I spent the last three weeks getting a taste of what it would be like to be a single parent.  My husband had to go on a three-week business trip - something that rarely happens in our relationship.  Three weeks seemed like a long time.  I know, for you single moms and super moms out there, three weeks is child’s play.  Although I was raised by a single parent, we were surrounded by family members who could pitch in instantly.  Today many families are miles away from the nearest relative.  We rely on the good will of friends and a sitter when we can afford it.  As a mother who works fu ...more

Single parent or not you are a super mom because you do what you have to do to make sure your ...more

Little Miss Chatterbox

By the time eight o'clock rolls around each night my head is pounding, my nerves are frayed and I just want Natalia to stop talking for just one minute. Just enough time for me to take a deep breath and remind myself not to yell. Is that too much to ask a two-year-old? ...more

Update: The Slap

On Tuesday I blogged about my daughter getting slapped. Thanks to the readers who answered my questions. Here's what happened: ...more

I don't know what I would have done but I doubt I would have handled it as well.  I probably ...more