There are many ways to say I love you, and in our home, we say it through names. I never realized how full of affection language could be until I became a mother. My daughter, Isabella, answers to so many names that sometimes even she laughs trying to keep up. To me, she is Isabella,… Continue reading Baby Bella and the Language of Love
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A Handprint, a Flower, and a Full Heart: My Third Mother’s Day
This weekend is Mother’s Day, and as I sit here thinking about how fast time is flying, I can hardly believe this is my third one. I still remember my first Mother’s Day so clearly—my daughter was just three months old, all snuggled up, barely holding her head up on her own, but already holding… Continue reading A Handprint, a Flower, and a Full Heart: My Third Mother’s Day
The Fast-Forward Feeling of Watching Her Grow
From time to time, a colleague or two will ask, “How’s your daughter?” It’s such a simple, kind question, yet every time I’m asked, my answer always seems to carry a heavier weight than it should. I smile and say, “She’s grown so fast,” because it’s the truth—but the whole truth is something I carry… Continue reading The Fast-Forward Feeling of Watching Her Grow
Dreams for My Little Belle: A Future Filled with Promise and Possibility
As I cradle my little Belle in my arms, I am filled with a profound sense of wonder and possibility. The weight of her tiny form is both a reminder of how much she still has to grow and a symbol of the vast future that lies ahead. In this quiet moment, as she snuggles… Continue reading Dreams for My Little Belle: A Future Filled with Promise and Possibility
