do no harm

Please, please respond to your babies' cries. Please remember that your baby is a tiny human being who depends on you to show him that the world is a kind and loving place where his needs matter. Please remember that thousands of generations of babies around the world have been raised without cribs, baby monitors,... Continue Reading →


Last week I kept up on housework and laundry, made three meals a day plus snacks, did a big grocery trip with the children, took the girls on two outings, took Mia to acting and choir, and took care of another child for one day. I wrote out the meal plan for the week ahead,... Continue Reading →

my longest friendship

When I was 9 years old, I moved to the United States with my family from Denmark.  I spoke broken English with a thick accent, wore bright green rubber boots every day, and didn't know the meaning of the word "fart." Another girl had just moved to my school and she sat in the same... Continue Reading →

media overdrive

I am exposed to about 9 hours of CNN per week; my lovely elderly lady likes to have it on when we are together.  I respect her interests, but lately it has been much too much.  With all of the Newt and Mitt and Obama arguing and discussing, I think I actually dislike politics and... Continue Reading →


Today I saw a quote. "Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.  It turns what we have into enough, and more.  It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.  It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.  Gratitude makes sense of the past,... Continue Reading →

standing up

As of late, life has handed me many lessons about standing up for myself. Historically, this is not my strong suit.  I have tended to give in, to put the desires of others ahead of my own. I have been a pressure cooker, building up steam and exploded when the steam broke through. When I... Continue Reading →

eight years

Today we had a birthday party for my biggest girl: the girl who made me a mother for the first time, the girl who unlocked a passion I never knew I had.  I love being her mother. During Mia's party, Anna asked for a nap.  As I nursed her to sleep in the big bed... Continue Reading →

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