“Mommy,” she called. I was in the middle of a conversation with her Daddy in the front seat. “Mommy,” she said again, her voice sounding sweet and melodic…
The past month has been a blur. A sweet blur. Kind of breathless. A tight rope of being so completely tired and so completely at rest.…
I remember studying about Machu Picchu in my South American History class in college. I sat back in my seat and soaked up all of the information…
I always stood by the sea on Fridays and the water always sparkled and danced. My mama held my hand and our bare feet left a trail in…
I listened to my mama’s voice this afternoon on the phone, warm and promising, like the moment before the rain falls from the summer sky, clouds heavy.…
Having a baby in a foreign country comes with all kinds of attention. Especially if your baby is especially white and you live in the capital of Peru!…
I love this feeling.It’s home. It’s sinking into his arms and knowing that I belong there. It’s knowing that no matter what, he is here for me. It’s…
I’m listening to the rain fall outside of the window and watching the curve of your face while you sleep. Your little chest rises and falls with each…
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Breathe. Slow, steady. Focus. Make it through.I had been in labor for 38 hours.I can’t believe I am here in the hospital. Everything…
It’s hard to believe that we have already been married for an entire year. It has gone by in the blink of an eye, and I feel for…
I love my Daddy’s house. A big white house with a red roof, snuggled down in the middle of the woods, surrounded by big pecan trees and lots…