Vacation travel with young children is a wild and beautiful creature, unique in its blend of predictability and impulsiveness, simplistic and extraordinary, and our family’s recent trip to Virginia Beach was no exception. Our children are young enough that, as parents, we can still remember when vacation meant sleeping past…
I sat on the couch, my niece on the floor in front of me. “Hold still, honey,” I said, as she started to fidget. I grabbed one section of hair and twisted it around another section. Over, under, over, under until her hair was twisted around itself into a spiraling,…
This time of year there are lots of words said about moms. There are flowery and funny and touching cards to moms. There are blogs about what it means to be a mom, essays about why we love being a mom, and passive-aggressive rants about how hard it is to…
Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant? — Henry David Thoreau Way deep down, in one of our jumbled bins of toys, lays a pair of yellow-tinted sunglasses with the words “Happy Birthday” emblazoned across the top. Every once…
Before I had children, I never really worried about whether I would love one child more than the other. I always knew that there would be enough love to go around. What I had not expected, however, was the extent to which I would love my children so differently. I…
“Tell us your impressions about motherhood,” the cheerful instructor asked the group of new moms sitting cross-legged on the floor with newborns in our laps. A newbie to this mommy-and-me infant class, I greeted the discussion time each week with equal parts eagerness and apprehension. I desperately wanted to get…