growing up

I want to cherish the hard moments of motherhood, too

I am going to look for the light, even when it seems like its mostly darkness because, as I've learned, its never "easy" to be a mother—no matter the stage.

My baby: I know you’ll leave one day, but can you promise to always need me (just a little)?

Before we know it, you'll be the hero you need, not me.

I never thought my baby would grow up, but he did

Where did he go? You know, the baby I grew inside my belly, brought home from the hospital and will never see again?

To my child: Watching you learn to read is a true gift

I am watching a universe open up before you.

Motherhood is: Raising them to be independent no matter how hard it will be to let go

I will count it as a success of motherhood when you are able to leave me and find your own path—without my hand to hold. (Though it will always, always be here if you need it.)

Before you know it, you’re in the next phase with your baby—so don’t wish this one away

Each stage has its hardships, but also has its glories.

Hearing my 6-year-old say, ‘I don’t want you’ broke my heart

But not in the way you’d think.

Motherhood is: Looking at old photos of your kids as they sleep

Even if you feel so relieved that they are finally, finally asleep.

The ‘firsts’ of motherhood are exciting, but the ‘lasts’ are so bittersweet

The ‘firsts’ are talked about and remembered, but what about the lasts?

New mama, you don’t have to ‘cherish every moment’

But I will tell you this...

My darling baby, when did you grow up?

You became a child in the moments I wasn’t looking, and I have loved every minute of your second year on earth. 

Your child is not ‘yours’—never was, never will be

It’s a bittersweet reality—they grow up.

To the mamas in the comparison trap: Remember kids get there in their own time

Turn your impulse to “rush it” into an impulse to savor the moment.

You’ll never regret spending extra time with your child

The hardest thing to do sometimes is to make time for them. 

Then it happens: Your babies will be replaced by people

You don’t always realize how fleeting these moments are until they’re gone.

Who do our children belong to?

Our children are only here on loan from their future selves.