on the first day of sixth grade
Even as your hands grow bigger than mine, even as you grow taller than me, even as you become more independent and stretch your wings further, you’ll always be my baby.
Tag: parenting
12 years later
In a lot of ways, it feels like I’m a first-timer: It’s been twelve heckin’ years since I was pregnant last.
lost pieces
The world where lost pieces are much bigger and far, far more fragile than those little plastic ones now lost at the bottom of a toy bin.
cozy cures all [sponsored]
I dare you to tell me there’s something more comforting after a bad day than climbing into your coziest pajamas or sweats, sliding your feet into some fuzzy slippers or socks, and curling up at home with your favourite drink.
coming up short
The pressure I feel to perform better across all aspects of my life is breathtakingly overwhelming.
