My Heart Is Ready: Benedict’s Birth Part 1 I Love You, Lord, You Are My Strength: Benedict’s Birth Part 2 I suppose there are many similarities between natural birth and c-section. I wouldn’t know from experience; but just from...
Did you happen to catch Jen’s not-too-long-ago post at Conversion Diary where she told the story of tempting the poop fates? It’s like in that movie The Ring where after you see the video you know it’s only a matter of time until...
Born on a Blue Day: Inside the Extraordinary Mind of an Autistic Savant by Daniel Tammet I’m fascinated by the mind and how the brain works and so I really enjoyed this memoir, written by a young English man with savant syndrome. Rather like...
Dom brought me flowers for our anniversary. Aren’t they beautiful? My dad left this morning. We were so very glad to have him here. He will be sorely missed, especially by two little girls who adore him. He was very patient in reading books...
I missed mentioning it here at the time. Distracted with the new baby or whatnot. But I had a feature on Faith and Family Live a couple of weeks ago. Check it out: Just Say No?
Tonight my sister and dad graciously watched the girls and fed them dinner while Dom and I snuck off for some sushi. (With Ben in tow.) Ben was very nice and slept through it all. Didn’t start crying until Dom was signing the check. This was...
UPDATE: Michele writes: We are so very sorry to have to share the devastating news that Ryan Barrett has drowned. Our heartfelt love and prayers are extended to Mary Ellen and Dave and all the Barrett family. Words cannot convey the depth of...
Last night was a toughie. I woke up at five to Bene’s crying. When I stood up to change his diaper, I felt so very, very sore. “I feel like someone’s been punching my belly,” told Dom. I took a prescription-strength ibuprofen...
Dear Kathryn, Lissa, and Karen, Your musings, epistolary and otherwise, intrigued me. So I ordered up the novel from my library—isn’t the internet wonderful? I’m glad to say I was not disappointed. Karen had already disabused me of...
I wanted to write up a long post with lots of photos of our wedding day; but all the pictures are on Dom’s computer. I need to copy them to mine. Nonetheless, my memory is full of images. And perhaps, after all, there are other pictures that...
