Dear Gracey Girl, It’s been a whole year. One year since my life was forever changed. One year ago — on Good Friday of 2011 — Daddy and I found out we were expecting you. What a good Friday it was. Let me tell you a little about the year you’ll never recall. In the...
Let me tell you a little bit about Gracey’s Aunt Katie. She has the coolest, most stylin’ blue jeans out of any girl I know. (Darn those girls … JEALOUS. She did notice, though, when I wore my pre-pregnancy jeans for the first time after Gracey was born. And, she cheered. Love her.) She’s pretty...
Happy Friday, friends! What a beautiful week. Gracey and I made approximately 15 trips around the block — with this kind of weather in March, you kind of feel as if you should sleep outside. She does pretty well in the stroller … for the most part. We had a little incident yesterday evening —...
That smile. It gets me through 4:30 a.m. feedings. It makes the fourth messy diaper in 45 minutes seem a bit less disastrous. It brightens Daddy’s day when he comes home for lunch. But boy, does she make us work for it when I bring out my camera. Gracey first smiled for us on Valentine’s...
Alright, kidney stones. You won Round 1. Fine … you also won Rounds 2 and 3. It seems as though pregnancy left a few tiny gifts in my kidneys for me to unwrap this past week. Well, “tiny” in a “I feel like I’m dead” kind of way. I’m not one to swear, but holy...
