Happy anniversary baby. My favorite thing on planet earth (besides our kids) is saying “my husband.” You are the greatest person I’ve ever met and you make my life seem touched by God. I know you think this public display of affection is goofy but there isn’t a rooftop I won’t shout it from, I love you!! This year was hard but we love harder.
We’ve come such a long way but in some ways it feels like we’ve been 30 for about 10 years. Happy birthday baby, I love you so deep in my bones, I don’t know how my muscles hold up.
Wasn’t all bad. Happy new year everyone.
Wasn’t all bad. Happy new year everyone.
Wasn’t all bad. Happy new year everyone.
Sweet husband, I love navigating the sweet storm of our children with you everyday. You put a storm in my heart forever. Earlier today when Dolly threw up on you, and Ezer screamed about a pull-up full of poop- while I was pumping in my PJ’s at noon, I thought- this is all I’ve ever truly wanted. Happy Valentine’s Day.
So far, I have spent 122 whole ass days of my life breastfeeding my children. Its the easiest thing in the world and it’s also the fucking hardest. Sometimes it feels like no one understands just how hard it is, but then I remember all my sisters out there. I feel so grateful my body gave me this opportunity, for the quiet magical moments and for all the bleeding, crying ones too. I feel sort of corny acknowledging this hashtag holiday but the truth is at least once a day I want to quit and so far I haven’t, so I want to take a little space for myself and for others on the ride to be acknowledged today. #worldbreastfeedingweek and also #fedisbest
So far, I have spent 122 whole ass days of my life breastfeeding my children. Its the easiest thing in the world and it’s also the fucking hardest. Sometimes it feels like no one understands just how hard it is, but then I remember all my sisters out there. I feel so grateful my body gave me this opportunity, for the quiet magical moments and for all the bleeding, crying ones too. I feel sort of corny acknowledging this hashtag holiday but the truth is at least once a day I want to quit and so far I haven’t, so I want to take a little space for myself and for others on the ride to be acknowledged today. #worldbreastfeedingweek and also #fedisbest
So far, I have spent 122 whole ass days of my life breastfeeding my children. Its the easiest thing in the world and it’s also the fucking hardest. Sometimes it feels like no one understands just how hard it is, but then I remember all my sisters out there. I feel so grateful my body gave me this opportunity, for the quiet magical moments and for all the bleeding, crying ones too. I feel sort of corny acknowledging this hashtag holiday but the truth is at least once a day I want to quit and so far I haven’t, so I want to take a little space for myself and for others on the ride to be acknowledged today. #worldbreastfeedingweek and also #fedisbest
So far, I have spent 122 whole ass days of my life breastfeeding my children. Its the easiest thing in the world and it’s also the fucking hardest. Sometimes it feels like no one understands just how hard it is, but then I remember all my sisters out there. I feel so grateful my body gave me this opportunity, for the quiet magical moments and for all the bleeding, crying ones too. I feel sort of corny acknowledging this hashtag holiday but the truth is at least once a day I want to quit and so far I haven’t, so I want to take a little space for myself and for others on the ride to be acknowledged today. #worldbreastfeedingweek and also #fedisbest
So far, I have spent 122 whole ass days of my life breastfeeding my children. Its the easiest thing in the world and it’s also the fucking hardest. Sometimes it feels like no one understands just how hard it is, but then I remember all my sisters out there. I feel so grateful my body gave me this opportunity, for the quiet magical moments and for all the bleeding, crying ones too. I feel sort of corny acknowledging this hashtag holiday but the truth is at least once a day I want to quit and so far I haven’t, so I want to take a little space for myself and for others on the ride to be acknowledged today. #worldbreastfeedingweek and also #fedisbest
Happy birthday to my bright and shiny and to Ezer and Dolly’s godmother. Here you are looking the most godmotherly of them all. We love you so much, thanks for being born and raising kids with me it’s the best.
Joyful.
Soul soothes of the year.
Dolores Wild,
There was a you sized hole in my heart until you came around, I can’t believe I lived with it for 29 and half years. I look back at the sort of tricky and unrelenting time it was getting you here and how the one thing that remained clear and true in that hospital room was the sound of your heart. Illuminating all the dark shadows of my own brain, tick tick, baboom baboom. Tracing as fast and wild out here earthside as it was getting me through each day. You are wary and woeful as you are sweet and soulful. You sleep with one sucker in your mouth and one in each hand which makes me think you’ll be prepared for anything life brings. You love to sit and watch, you are really only motivated to move by sharp objects and glasses of wine. My favorite thing about you is that you’re a natural born flirt, that and you give real actual hugs. I’ve never known such a little baby to hug like you. You have really humbled me and changed my life. Every single moment with you I think to myself- what a blessing it is to really know your children, to really see them for who they are. Happy birthday my little one- thanks for picking me, I pick you too. I love you until the end of time.
Dolores Wild,
There was a you sized hole in my heart until you came around, I can’t believe I lived with it for 29 and half years. I look back at the sort of tricky and unrelenting time it was getting you here and how the one thing that remained clear and true in that hospital room was the sound of your heart. Illuminating all the dark shadows of my own brain, tick tick, baboom baboom. Tracing as fast and wild out here earthside as it was getting me through each day. You are wary and woeful as you are sweet and soulful. You sleep with one sucker in your mouth and one in each hand which makes me think you’ll be prepared for anything life brings. You love to sit and watch, you are really only motivated to move by sharp objects and glasses of wine. My favorite thing about you is that you’re a natural born flirt, that and you give real actual hugs. I’ve never known such a little baby to hug like you. You have really humbled me and changed my life. Every single moment with you I think to myself- what a blessing it is to really know your children, to really see them for who they are. Happy birthday my little one- thanks for picking me, I pick you too. I love you until the end of time.
9 months in, 9 months out.
Her first breath, My life began.
To me that’s the best way it’s ever been said. My auntie @eamccarthy_3 told me that and it will stay with me for all of my days. Motherhood is beautiful and life affirming, it is also painful and isolating; it is simply everything, all at once. Wishing that all of the mothers, especially the grieving ones and the ones trying to make their way here- be seen and heard and held today ❤️
Ezer Billie, my baby!! Today you turn 3 but when you hold my face in your hands and ask me about my dreams, I know you are at least 100. I love hearing about your plans, watching “netfreaks” with you, hearing you say stuff like “wow thats so amazing” and heavy sighs into “it’s so nice to be all together.” My little one who really appreciates the little things, you are my dream come true. I love you the most.
Have never known a codependence quite like this. Happy birthday @blakeleeblake I love you the most.
Today I turned 30 and it looks exactly like I’d always hoped it would. Peaceful, in love, surrounded by babies. Grateful for all the blessings in my life, for my husband especially.
Here I am between two brothers (of many), who have looked after me for over a decade. A lot of ups and downs, messy things and heartache- landing me safely in love and in motherhood. Heath, on the left, he just took off yesterday; leaving the rest of us to grieve him infinitely. We had a truly deep and special bond, an actual language only the two of us spoke. Really alike in our souls and our minds, really different in our tempers and our wilds. I love(d) him so much. Fell apart and fell together right under his watchful eye. The best laugh on the planet of the earth but pretty fucking great at crying too. Love you forever cowboy. Love, Sissy…
