Dear Z, Last Saturday, we went on a little road trip to South Carolina to visit a home schooling conference where your dad was speaking. We have been feeling isolated where we currently live, far from family, so we couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I wasn’t sure how it was going to go. Your dad is a busy man, so the hours on the road were likely to outnumber the hours we would have with him. But after pulling into…
Dear Z, Before our son had taken his first deep breath, the doctor returned to the end of your bed and began stitching you back together. Before the nurse handed him to me for the first time, you carried him for nine months, had your skin pierced with countless needles, burst your body open for his entrance into the world. And there I was by your side, body fully intact, meeting my child for the first time, and already miles…
Dear Z, This weekend, we took our little 4 and a half month old on his longest trip yet – more than six times longer than anything else he’s experienced. On top of the general, always-lingering dread of new parents, the night before had given us some pre-trip anxiety after our little man tossed, turned, and squawked for the entire 5-minute trip to the grocery store. And yet, perhaps the greatest plot twist yet in our newly tenured position, we…