Yesterday. Was. A. Monday.
It was the Monday-est Monday ever.
I knew it was going to be a doozy when Baby was up half the damn night. After crawling out of bed and actually remembering to put on my eyebrows, I went to wake up Big Sister…who had wet through her diaper. Nothing like wrestling a fitted sheet at 6:15am to get you going.
About a year ago, someone casually shared with me an opportunity to take some classes at UIC to receive an endorsement in Assistive Technology for Special Eduction. Continue reading
Back in August 2014, I was newly pregnant with McKenna when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn’t have a mom to ask my millions of questions. Continue reading
On days like today when I feel like I just don’t stop, it’s easy to get overwhelmed. I tried to streamline things a little by prioritizing. Continue reading
Raising a daughter is tricky. You want her to feel comfortable in her skin. You want her to believe she can do anything. You don’t want her to feel that her self worth is measured on anyone’s ruler but her own. How do you do all that?
Twas the morning after Tuesday, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
LLR leggings were hung to dry on the chair
In hopes that they would never rip, bust or tear.
McKenna had her yellow (you can read about it here). It followed follows her wherever she went goes. When we began talking about the baby growing in Mama’s belly, she had mixed emotions at best. Continue reading
My mother-in-law was among the kindest women I had ever met. She truly loved her family. Each of her children was her whole heart, making it three times a normal heart and just bursting with love. Continue reading
Sundays are for family.
We usually sleep in as late as two kids will sleep, cuddle up in Mom and Dad’s…all four of us, have a big lazy breakfast, watch a movie or two in our PJs, head over to visit great Grandpa, and have dinner at his favorite restaurant.
Karyn In The Kitchen 