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A blueberry bagel for you, Bluberri. The long dress and its navy stripes and the picture I have of us in it. Hearts, so many of them this week. I’ve found them all, I promise. Your sisters in the morning. … Continue reading
A blueberry bagel for you, Bluberri. The long dress and its navy stripes and the picture I have of us in it. Hearts, so many of them this week. I’ve found them all, I promise. Your sisters in the morning. … Continue reading
I learned recently that in Korean culture, new parents traditionally didn’t take their babies out of the house or introduce them to family and friends for the first 100 days of life, at which time, a milestone birthday was celebrated—and still is. This custom … Continue reading
We are on the cusp. Each of us. The baby inside, due to be born though she is already our second daughter. H., due to become a big sister though she already hugs, talks to, feeds, and plays music for the baby. Ryan … Continue reading
Valentine’s week. Hearts are everywhere to find and collect in Lorenzo’s honor. Back-t0-back birthdays for me and Ryan, turning the age we’ll be when another one of our children is born. One week closer to meeting the owner of the new heart growing inside. … Continue reading
We have some snow here in the East. As it began to fall on Friday, the streets became so quiet that a plane going by overhead, one of the last before the brunt of the storm, roared louder than I’ve heard since we moved in last … Continue reading