Bennett, I had a grand vision of what the night before your very first birthday would be. Bath time would be magical; I’d cry a few tears at one of the last times I’d ever nurse you to sleep; we would read a book; and I would put you gently in your crib as you slept soundly until the morning. This grand vision did not come true. When I drew your bath, you crawled away furiously and Continue Reading
A Note to my son at 11 months
Dear Bennett, I'm finding it difficult to believe that you are almost a year old. On this day last year, we took photos of you in my big belly. Thirty six weeks of pregnancy can do a number on mommies. I kept it together for the most part, though admittedly, I cried a time or two in public. The day I found out that you were on the way, I began to write you notes. Writing Continue Reading
A letter to my college aged self…
Hey, Bekah. It's me...Bekah. Only, I'm knocking on thirty's door and I'm exactly where you want to be in five years; only problem is, it is five years after you thought you'd be there. Don't worry; it's ok not to be married with a kid by 25. Still, there are a few things we need to talk about. First, THANK YOU for passing on the gaucho pant trend. My goodness, those Continue Reading
A letter to my son at 9 months
Dear Bennett, Today is a very special day. Nine months ago today, a group of NICU nurses placed you in my arms for the first time. I looked into your slate blue eyes and I knew I had to eat crow. You see, before you, I didn't quite believe in love at first sight. I guess the joke is on me. The second I laid eyes on you, I was in love. So was your daddy. You have been our favorite gift Continue Reading
A letter to my son at 8 months
Little bear, You're a happy, giggly, growly, eight-month-old, with personality for days. You have a contagious belly laugh that gets everyone giggling; you rarely meet a stranger; and you're the sweetest baby I know. And I'm not just saying that because I'm your mom. Admittedly, I'm biased, but I cannot believe that I get to call you my son. You're a perfect little human with the uncanny Continue Reading
A letter to my son at seven months
Dear Bennett, As I sat on the couch the other night peeking into your crib on our video monitor, I became noticeably upset. Your dad asked me what was wrong. "He won't be a baby for very much longer." I lamented. Of course, your dad giggled since you've still got five months of infancy left (give or take a few months). If I've learned anything over these last seven months, it is that Continue Reading
Letter to my son at 6 months
Dear Bennett, I have a feeling I will be in disbelief at all of your milestones, but...are you really half a year old already? This has been the fastest six months of my life. It has been a whirlwind: falling in love instantly and watching you grow day-in and day-out. Sure, we have had our moments. I've thrown my hands up in surrender when I just couldn't make you happy. There have been Continue Reading
A Letter to my son at 5 months
Bennett, Well, we did it. We survived your very first cold this month. It was a little tougher than I thought. I felt so helpless as you sniffled, sneezed, coughed, and wheezed your way through the better part of two weeks. You're such a happy boy and it broke my heart to see you so sleepy and so very frail. I knew you were feeling better when you started talking again...I missed that loud Continue Reading
A letter to my son at four months
Bennett, Has it really been four months? There are moments when I feel like I just met you, but most of the time, I cannot imagine life without you. You have brought more joy into daddy and I's lives than we ever dreamed possible. I remember the first week you came home and all I could think was...how can something so little bring so much simultaneous pain and joy. Of course, I couldn't find Continue Reading
A letter to my son at three months
Dear Bennett,Who would have known that you would so beautifully and perfectly rearranged my world in three months? You have shown me how beautiful motherhood can be and how truly precious every moment is. Before you, I didn't have a tangible representation that time is fleeting and it flies by all too quickly. The last month has been a whirlwind adventure. We made it through two road Continue Reading