Me, Mommy

One Day These Days Will End

I still remember the first bath. I was a brand new mom. He was a brand new person. I'm not sure which one was more afraid. I held a tiny, grunting bundle wiggling in my arms while mentally running through the essentials. I had the temperature turtle ready, indicating the water was just right. I… Continue reading One Day These Days Will End

Me, Mommy

When I Close My Eyes

When I close my eyes, I see us dancing. You, small and chunky and nuzzled safely in my arms. Swaying, just the two of us, all afternoon to the sound of my singing. Then I open them to find you showing me some new dance moves you learned from your friends. I see you, now… Continue reading When I Close My Eyes