New memories of my childhood flutter back as I watch our girls grow. They chase one another’s milestones like inch worms; just as one slows another launches forward. I remember what it felt like to stay home alone for the first time or when my parents finally let me hold a paint roller. Sometimes I’ll [...]
Have you ever seen something and silently thought, “I wish I’d had that idea!” Today’s post for This is Childhood made me so envious of a turn of phrase, that were it not for how beautifully it described a moment, I might have stewed with jealousy.
Her words begin to tumble down the hill of her [...]
Eight. More than eight years with you.
These years are motion and fire. They are amorphous and finite at once, molten lava coursing through time, inexplicably and unapologetically racing and slowing to form the many facets of a spirit.
You are eight and I have been infatuated and tormented by you since that first blush of pink [...]
There is something about seven that mesmerizes. Maybe it’s the shedding of the kindergartener layer, the ever-changing face from lost teeth, or maybe it’s the explosion of self that comes as a child learns to read and discovers that the world is full of messages. Today Tracy, from Sellabit Mum is sharing her take [...]
Six has always been one of my favorite numbers. My love for it only grew as I experienced Briar as a six year old and now Avery. There is something so transformative about the age, I remember my own time at 6 and genuinely marvel in all that the girls are discovering, shedding and claiming [...]
The year Briar turned five was the first year that the speed at which it all would go hit me.
It hit me hard. Since then I’ve watched Avery turn five and we sit nearly on the eve of when Finley, the baby, will turn five. A magical age that somehow cycles us through a turnstile [...]
Finley is four, the kind of four you get with a kid who has two older sisters and no younger siblings. She is precocious, lethally charismatic, fiendishly able to take command in just about any scenario and, lastly, she is preternaturally able to hold on to the qualities of a baby. When I lean into [...]
Today I am linking to the second post of the This is Childhood series.
Today’s post is dedicated to the age of two and is masterfully written by Kristen of Motherese. One of the things I love about reading narratives from different voices is the way I so often find parallels that I might otherwise never [...]
Today is the first day of the This is Childhood series and it starts quite appropriately with age 1.
Aidan, this week’s author, will take you from watching a sweet-faced, toddler on an outing to a moment 18 years later. It is the blink of an eye and a lifetime, a cautionary tale and a love [...]
From my earliest days I can remember fearing loss and mourning things in the height of celebration—it’s a manifestation in tears of a profound love for life and preoccupation with its fleeting nature. Many times it’s made me feel broken, why can’t I just enjoy a moment? Why must I always look just past now [...]