Baby Memories
Winnie the Pooh Memory Book: Reflecting on Year One
My baby girl, “Pink”, turns two on Friday. Two! Of course birthdays are full of celebration and anticipation, but I can’t help also reflecting on the two years that seemed to go by in a flash. Being that organization isn’t my strong suit, I haven’t done a baby book yet. Yet. (That’s what my blog is for, right?) I found this really sweet Winnie the Pooh Memory book right here on Disney Baby, and it got me thinking. Here’s what I would have written. And will. Someday.
1st Bike Ride: Where Magical Moments Turn Into a Sweet Story With The Disney Story App
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Last week they finally came. The balance bikes that I spent hours researching and mulling over which to choose and finally ordering, they finally arrived! Oh glorious day. What first began as a bit of a long-wait in shipping turned into a perfect collision of time and circumstance. You see, I’m a lover of my iPhone. iPhone ‘appery’ as it were – is probably one of my favoured vices. Photography, photo-editing and movie-making apps to be precise.
A Post-Mother's Day Letter to Baby Paul
Dear Baby Paul, (And yes you’re 16 months old and we still call you “baby Paul”. Get used to it, because I’m not stopping anytime soon. You’ll always be my baby.)
Anyway, just a quick little note regarding Mother’s Day 2013…
A Mother's Love
Before I gave birth to my second daughter, Ingrid, I read the book, The Birth House, by Ami McKay. I remember a line from the book about an old French saying, “L’amour de Maman,” or “a mother’s love.” That phrase has stuck with me the past year, as a simple yet poignant way of capturing the unconditional and immediate love I feel for my children each and every day. This Mother’s Day, 14 mothers share their love for their children…
Thoughts for Elvie's Ethiopian Mother, On Mother's Day
Rarely a day goes by that I don’t think about my children’s first mothers, but on Mother’s Day, they are even closer to my heart. Because while I celebrate a holiday they’ve never heard of the children I share with them, they are far away. It is not lost on me that I am the lucky one. I am so grateful to both mothers for the choices they made and the deep love they carry for their children.
We are in touch with Elvie’s family only via letter and progress report. If I could call her mother today, these are the things I would want to tell her. These are the images I would want her to see. Today, I honor her.
