As my daughter grew from baby to toddler to little girl, I was always amazed at how much she kept me on my toes. Just when I thought I had mastered a stage, a new one would come along. However, when I closed another chapter in the baby book, I still walked away with a smug feeling...(more)

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I don’t know how I feel about the idea of my son growing up.

No, I take that back. I feel a bit uneasy about it.

As my 5-year-old daughter grows, I feel the normal pangs of motherhood pulling me closer to her and sometimes longing for her face to remain small and angelic, her questions to be simple and her hugs to come often.

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When I had my daughter 5 years ago, her birth sent me into a whirlwind of emotions. I was overjoyed, but also scared, anxious, nervous and exhausted (ok, I know that exhaustion is not an emotion, but for a new mother, it might as well be). At times, I was just bewildered with everything going on around me. For the first few months, I was so overwhelmed with everything being new, and wanting to capture everything and make sure everything was done right, that often, I didn’t realize that if I…