Pause. Breathe. Repeat.


so much of parenting is just like birth…

riding waves,

the ups and downs,

ins and outs,

of meeting your child where they are at,


but not too hard.

When the deepest pain of labor sets in,

the tantrums, the sleepless nights and tired afternoons,

the heartache of their sorrow, and yours

the knowing that these moments are endless and yet passing far too fast…

Pause. Breathe. Repeat.

Again and again until the wave crashes down over you,

slides towards shore,

and laps back against your well worn body.

Your body that knows this,

knows just how to handle this.

Your body, not your mind.

Your body knows to dig your feet into the sand

steady yourself

loosen your grip

invite movement

roll with it

protect your head

EMbrace yourself and your child

and then stand up laughing.

Sure maybe your licking salt off your face, or theirs…

tear stained cheeks never made anyone less beautiful.

Pause. Breathe. Repeat.

Riding waves, giving birth, parenting these beings brought to you…

it’s all one in the same.


Fresh Air

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A little walk in the woods with the whole family today. Nothing makes my heart feel better than this. We’re fast approaching the end of February, and after a warm day like today, the hope of spring is in the air. Honestly, we’re already talking summer plans in our house. Summer vacation is something we hold dear. But for now, February vacation it is! And what a great way to begin.