The couch cushions are disheveled.Baby toys overturned, scattered like a crime scene.The baby cries, wails, now screams.I'm on my knees, peering under the couch with a flashlight.Justin is kicking books and balls and puzzles out of his way, as if our...

Dear Noah, Today, and every day, I'm thankful for you. For this. If you only knew how simply being here, simply existing, has brought so much happiness to so many lives. Thank you for the laughs, the kisses, the love. Congratulations on making it...

In real life, I'm 23 years old. Yes, I'm 23 and I'm a mother and I'm married and WHAT? I know, I get it all. the. time. "Wow you look so young to have a baby!""Yeah, I'm, um, 23.""Oh. Yeah...well...you are young to have a baby." "Oh my gosh you have...

What I imagine goes on in my 9-month-old's mind: Hm, lots of toys, lots of toys. Let's see there's a round thing, a hard thing, and a - what the? - what's this squishy thing? And there's a... Oh boy... I think -- I think -- I just spotted something...

Yesterday my baby sister, my one and only sibling, my perpetual enemy and closest friend, turned 21. Twenty. One. Two two of us on MY 21st birthday. One day we were playing Little People, the next we were clawing and smacking and IS THAT MY SHIRT?...