Loss

A precious friend of mine lost her little one Sunday night. He was 7-months-old. I’ve been trying to find words to say about this, but there are no words.  So I really don’t feel like blogging right now…maybe tomorrow. Perhaps next week.  Right now, I’m weeping with those who weep. 

Short Post #6: The trouble with naps…

The trouble with naps… I love naps. I take a nap pretty much every day, and I can feel it when I haven’t had my nap (no, I don’t get cranky). Unfortunately, having kid has thrown salt on my entire napping game. I’m one of the fortunate few parents who still get to take naps.…