As the evenings winds down our new traditions begin. As of recently with our move to Maryland we began a traditions with our daughters, in hopes that it would not only bring us closer as a family but also help our oldest with the transition. The new room, the new surroundings and the new bed time.… Continue reading Bed time traditions..
What a playdate…
The hustle and bustle of the day begins as an early morning alarm begins its annoyance in my ear. I hear no sounds of children awake so my gut tells me quickly put yourself together before they realize you are no longer in bed. As a co-sleeping mother of an eight month old you pray… Continue reading What a playdate…
The excitement builds…
The sensation of being a working mother again is coming rushing back like a tidal wave; finding myself crushed with mixed emotions. How I crave my independence once again I find myself yearning for the moments of watching my children laugh and play. What if I miss out of her first steps? Like a small child… Continue reading The excitement builds…