Read Part I here. We held hands. He reached his hand out and said, “Hold hand, Mommy”, he said with all his earnestness. It always pleases me when my little boy asks to hold my hand. I will always hold his hand just like I will always pick him up for as long as IContinue reading “Just Me and My Son – Part II”
My headline reads like the title of a Little Critter book, doesn’t it? On Monday last week, TJ and I got to spend some time together. Just us. Mother and son. Like we used to before Baby E was born. It was the last session of Music Together (MT) for this quarter. Upon my request,Continue reading “Just Me and My Son – Part 1”
That I had mixed feelings about taking my kid to Music Together (MT) has been made more than obvious by three previous posts on the matter. In Things No One Tells You About Having a Second Child, I wrote about how annoying I found all the ridiculous “dance” moves and felt like I was gettingContinue reading “How I Learned to Tame my Ego and make Music Together with my Son”
The cacophony of sounds and squeals drowns every other sound within a short radius of the room. It nearly bursts my ear drums. I should be used to it by now but I am not. I don’t want to be. There is something wonderfully unpredictable about the type of sound that demands the most attentionContinue reading “A SAHM’s Conflicted Relationship with Music Together”
I went for a run in preparation for my upcoming 5k race yesterday. I call it a run because that is common parlance. In reality, what I do is more of a jog or if you ask my husband, a “slow jog”, so slow in fact, that he considers it akin to his “fast walk”.