My first night away from Maelle was decidedly anticlimactic. Since becoming a mother, I’d assumed there would be tremendous dread and anxiety associated with that first trip away from my baby girl. I imagined tears–both hers and mine–shed as I drove off.
Nope. Instead, I got a half-hearted ‘bye mama’ as she pranced around in her jammies, ready to play with papa all day.
Continue reading “my first overnight”Last year’s Christmas build-up and celebration were a bit of a blur, as these things tend to be the older we get. While I don’t aspire to be one of those women who are finished shopping by Dec. 1, I do dream of a day I’m not racing around Christmas Eve morning running errands. There’s always next year… Continue reading “Christmas and NYE recap”
(This is part six in a series about The Happiness Project, by Gretchen Rubin. To start at the beginning, click here. )
One thing I can say with absolute certainty is that I am a good friend. I’ve been told by more than a few people that one of my strengths is maintaining friendships, and I don’t disagree. Sure, I have to send the occasional belated (gasp!) birthday card, and lately I’ve let too much time pass between phone calls, but I DO make conscious efforts to invest in my relationships. Continue reading “let me tell you ’bout my best friend (or, THP: Chapter Six)”
