The last week.

This isn’t how I thought it would end. I didn’t think the end would begin with a deep soreness, tiny stabs of pain, highlighted by stinging tears; the added torture of me trying to hold all this in and stay strong for you, to avoid the chance you'd feel unwhole, to acknowledge your instinctual longing,... Continue Reading →

#ImmigrantParentProblems.

So, for just a minute, humor me. I make an ongoing effort to forget how hard this is. I swallow a lot in order to make the daily grind seem easier. And I try to push away my lucky, amazing, beautiful problems because I know so many people have much worse challenges: poor health... empty... Continue Reading →

Koala update: Two years.

Happy birthday, Koala! I appreciate that you woke up today at the same hour you were born two years ago - 6:10 am. Could be worse; we've been there together, haven't we? And here I thought the first year saw the most change from start to finish... But the second year definitely held its own;... Continue Reading →

Koala update: Twenty three months.

Well, this is it, Koala. The last update before you become a big brother, assuming all goes as planned. I can't believe it's been two years. I can't believe it's only been two years. And now your whole life is going to be turned upside-down. And you'll be even more awesome for it, I promise.... Continue Reading →

Bo, mama.

I  may correct your Hebrew now, but sometime in the future - possibly the near future - you will be correcting mine.

Koala update: Twenty one months.

I'm having a hard time believing we're three months to two-years-old. I'm having a harder time believing we're three months to two children. It's a really great time for Koala lately. The teeth are in, the whining has been at a minimum, we've learned more about identifying his moods, words, wants and needs to avoid... Continue Reading →

Koala update: Twenty months.

Love. I'm not sure what I can add to that to make it sound any more profound than the overwhelming feeling it attempts to describe. Your curiosity is inspiring. Your empathy is heartwarming. Your tantrums are hilarious. Your face is delicious. And it doesn't matter where in the world we happen to be...

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