I’m so angry and I don’t want to let you go. But I also know that is not what you would want for your Mama. I have carried you from the sta...

Why is it the harder to hold you become, the more I want to hold you? Each night when we rock I feel you growing taller and near imposs...

I was leaning over the sink scrubbing dishes when you walked into the kitchen, weighed down with gear. Our baby munched happily on an...

R ocking in the quiet stillness of the early morning darkness, I listened to the little noises she made as she ate.   For the first ti...

My heart aches as I pack away the clothing that now pulls downward at the back of her neck, right below that perfect spot for landing k...