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Dear Jack,

I clearly remember the morning I went into labor with Amelia. I got up, took a shower shaved my legs, and changed my voice mail telling the world that I was going to be a mom. Dad and I were in the garage and just before we got in the car to go to the hospital, I turned to him and said, “Chip, this is the last time we will be alone as a couple for a long time.” A…

Countdown to Bama- 14 days

As mothers, we view and live life in phases. Hindsight is indeed 20/20 but foresight does not exactly exist. You must be in the moment and live it so here is where I have been and where I am going: Conception- when you and your significant other decide it is time to have a family. Control, fear, and anxiety are front and center. When you go through fertility treatment, it is all consuming. You work through all the shots, pills,…

Mom!

This is how most of Jack’s sentences, texts, and basic questions begin: Mom! Can you fill my water bottle? Mom! Can you start my car? Mom! I’m starrrrving! Mom! What’s for dinner? Mom! Can you make pancakes & bacon? (this goes on all day, not just breakfast) Mom! Can I send you a link on Amazon? (for whatever item crossed his mind today) Mom! Is my laundry done? …and this does not include all the “I need…” sentences, texts, and…

Empty Nest or New Nest?

I find myself in an unfamiliar and somewhat precarious situation. Amelia is away finishing up her sophomore year and Jack is touring Germany for another 14 days with his class, soon to be living with a lovely family in Hamm. Amelia was home this weekend for Easter and now she is back at school, and her bed has been stripped and her room cleaned. My nest is once again empty. Or is it just a new nest? An evolving nest…

To the German family who will soon have my son….

In a week or so, you will have the pleasure of living with my son Jack, just as I was honored to host your daughter Charlotte, and her friend Alina.  These girls became part of our family from breakfast morning talks over Pop Tarts to t-shirt shopping at the Gap. As the days quickly passed, we all fell into a routine and my heart soon fell in love with them.  When the bus pulled out that Sunday morning, I cried right…