Sunday has a new rhythm. And just in time.   I am over how busy the summer was. Finally, the weather is cooler. I am pregnant with a capital “P” and want nothing more than to put my feet up for a few hours, eat food I can’t otherwise justify, and watch my team run, […]

I never thought I’d write this kind of list, but motherhood can do strange things to a girl.   While for me, summer is not officially over until mid-September, the rest of the country likes to think the season ends this weekend. For once, I’m ready to concede. Here’s why:   5. I’m done with […]

When I was pregnant, there were a couple of moments of prayer that just about convinced me that we had a little baby boy brewing.  When finally our doctor, with a pair of tiny, slightly purpled feet in hand, confirmed that our child was, indeed, male, I was delighted that this feeling I’d had all […]