Baby Bella and the Language of Love

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

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