Dear Son #3,   Wow. I can’t believe you’re already 11 days old and I’m only just getting around to writing your welcome letter. It’s been hard to sit down and write in between explosive diapers and never-ending booby time. So while you’re gearing up for another bowel movement and third breakfast, I’ll just get down… Continue reading Welcome Son #3!

Dear Son #1,   Spring is two days away. That’s right! The change of seasons is upon us. I’m not sure who’s more excited – Mommy: whose outings with you two are about to get a whole lot simpler, or you and your brother: whose body parts are about to get a whole lot less restricted.  … Continue reading Spring: the season of change.

Dear Son #1 & #2,  Let’s get one thing straight, mornings are stressful around here. I’ve never been a morning person, never will be and I’m just going to say that (while I love you both unconditionally) neither of you make mornings any easier for me. Now here’s the thing, soon and I mean very… Continue reading I. Hate. Mornings.

Dear Son #1 & #2,  So there was this thing going around Facebook.  (FYI: Facebook is this thing you’ll probably not know about because let’s be honest by the time you’re allowed to have your own computer it will cease to exist and just be this archaic social media platform your parents thought was cool but… Continue reading My 10-Year Challenge.

Dear Son #1 & #2,   Once again I have some wisdom that could very well save your life one day. As you know Mommy’s got a baby in her tummy and in just a few months you’ll get to meet that little baby. Along with getting much bigger, you may haven’t noticed Mommy getting much… Continue reading 10 top things NEVER to say to a pregnant lady.

Dear Son #1 & #2,   You may have noticed that there is a snack time Cheerio ban in the house at the moment and I feel you both need an explanation.   The Cheerio is Mommy’s nemesis.   Don’t get me wrong they make a great snack, easy breakfast, and you can buy a… Continue reading Mommy’s Nemesis

Dear Son #1 & #2 I have a very simple Christmas wish this year, one that is realistic, easy, kinda boring, but I'm sure most achievable. I know you both can make it come true probably without much effort on your part. Can you take a guess? Is it... World Peace? - Nope, there are far too… Continue reading This is my grown up (and really boring) Christmas wish.

Dear Son #2,   They say – whoever “they” are – that babies/toddlers need to explore in order to develop properly and become well adjusted children and adults yahdeeyahdee. I’m all for that too, I’m not afraid of getting a little messy. Although in this case “a little messy” is the understatement of the century.… Continue reading Good idea Mom.

Dear Son #1 & #2,  We need to talk about stools. Not your poop, the ones used to make you taller. Let ’s talk about what they should be used for.   To help us reach the bedroom and bathroom light.  To help us reach the bathroom sink to wash our hands.   To help… Continue reading Let’s talk about stools.

Dear Son #1,   Fun fact.   Did you know that I say "get off William!" 277 times a day, "don't push William!" 537 times a day and "whatever you're doing to William, stop!" 742 times a day?   So forgive me, terrible mother that I am, when I don't jump and save you the one… Continue reading Here’s some fun facts.