I never knew real love until the day I heard you sing Let It Go.

The song is nearly unrecognizable on your lips. But what you lack in enunciation and melody, you make up for in earnestness. I can feel your tiny heart soaring as you rise like the break of dawn, and you can’t help yourself - you tangle your little fingers in my hair insistently, ( Read more... )

It was a good trip, one of so many. Just you and me, zigzagging down the aisles, cartoonish sound effects for every hairpin turn or sudden reversal. You had just started saying hi to strangers, early and often and without prompting. You even stopped in the crosswalk on the way into the store to wave and say hi to the driver who was patiently ( Read more... )

Over time, I've tried to make peace with the idea that parenting has become an industry. The availability of information in this day and age means that there's often way too much information, shouting at you from every corner, with very few tools to help you discern what's true, and more importantly, what's right for your family ( Read more... )

A pregnant friend asked me today if I had any motherly wisdom to share with her as she prepares for her first child ( Read more... )

“Right now, Timothy meets the criteria for Autism Spectrum Disorder ( Read more... )