I write a lot about our son. He has been around a little longer and is quite the character. But…
Language Learning Whirlpool
I have been living in Germany for eight years now with my French husband. We have a three-year-old and an…
Daddy Away
I loathe my husband’s business trips. He travels about once a month and has done so for the past eight…
Potty Training in Paradise
The view from our campsite was breathtaking. We were surrounded on all sides by the cathedral-like Pyrenees mountains. They were…
She Has Done What She Could
It’s 2 AM and you awake folded like origami around your feverish toddler with a sandpaper tongue from singing his…
Love the Man, Hate the Cheese
When I started dating Pierre in Minnesota, we would occasionally go to a fancy French cheese counter. He bought gooey…
Jet-lagged Little Ones
Ever wonder what flying and jetlag do to the little ones? How do Mommy and Daddy cope? Basically, it takes…
My Son’s Birth
And in a way, birth is preparing us for life itself. Both are agonizing, messy, humiliating but beautiful.
Still Haunted by Family Separation
The absence of a parent is unfathomable for a young child. This summer, I went home to visit my…
The Last Time
They got bigger and that is how my husband knew that I was pregnant. The milk production had been in…
Banjo’s Obituary
Banjo died on Monday June 11th at 7:45 PM after gifting 10 wonderful years of his life to the world.…
Dear Baby Poem
Dear Baby, You fought the universe to come to us Arriving like a canon ball Our embrace absorbing the shock…
Frozen Ocean Mom 