In a possible “entirely too much transparency” moment, I have to confess:
I’ve been thinking of three.
Babies, that is.
I was pretty sure my clock had plumb run out of ticking. I was pretty convinced being pregnant was NOT IN MY CARDS EVER AGAIN OH DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME THAT WAY UH NO.
And now? Now? I have the baby fever again.
My husband is taking cold medicine to prevent that from spreading.
I was sure we were done. I am sure that we’re done. But oh, OH, Internet, we make such adorable children.... Read more
I remember visiting a family friend in Dallas when I was 10. I flew, on a plane, alone, to spend four days with their family. Looking at this now, I can not believe they let me go.
My mother planned ahead and mailed a letter to me, most likely days before I ever left. It arrived on the second day of my stay. The bottom of the letter was signed, “love ya, Mom.”
That closing made me ache in homesickness. It spoke more to me about my mother than most of the letter. It was exactly how she spoke. “Love ya.” It is not “Love YOU,” just... Read more