It is a warm spring Saturday night. My oldest son wants to hang out at the Little League fields for the late game after his own. This is something he does often and just loves. My husband and I both have fond memories of time spent at the baseball park...
(12) Comments | Posted April 19, 2012 | 2:29 PM
Since the last time I coached my son's youth sports team, I have given birth to three daughters, his foot has grown larger than mine and now, not everybody wins. It has been six years, but it could have been yesterday, it could have been a lifetime ago. The days...
(97) Comments | Posted March 15, 2012 | 2:44 PM
I have a dream that I am looking at a baby. He is mine, all wrapped up in a blanket on a hospital bed. He is hooked up to machines and I am worried. Every time I pick him up, his heartbeat gets weaker. When I put him down, it...
(27) Comments | Posted February 15, 2012 | 11:23 PM
It is late fall. The sun is delicious and warm. I give my girls an early lunch and bring them out back. We are way ahead of schedule for the afternoon kindergarten bus and I want them to soak in this radiant day. I rake some giant piles of leaves...
(101) Comments | Posted January 29, 2012 | 9:51 AM
To The Boys In Our Backyard,
I know someday I will glance out the window to check on you, my sweet sons, and I won't see a crowded patch of grass filled with neighborhood children. I won't see the determined, innocent bravado of confident prepubescent boys. In...
(531) Comments | Posted January 13, 2012 | 11:51 AM
I am sitting, cross legged, on the bathroom floor trimming my 5-year-old daughters' toenails. My 9-year-old son showers his muddy body as I lean against the tub. My 3-year-old daughter wrestles herself into pajamas in her bedroom. My 11-year-old son bursts in from football practice and hollers upstairs about reheating...
(249) Comments | Posted May 22, 2012 | 10:52 AM