My Girl Turns Two!

The entire week of preparation for the party, there were several 1 am nights where I asked myself why I threw these extravagant birthday parties. I mean, she’s two. She won’t even remember it. Do I do it for myself? As a sense of pride? To prove I can? As I replay watching Eloise light up the room, as I have seen Auggie do at his parties, I know my answer.

New Normal

We knew when we bought our plane tickets and locked in our Air B&Bs that this was going to be a big deal for us. Maybe miserable, maybe wonderful, but regardless it would make an impact.

Dear Eloise

This next year of your life, Eloise, I know won’t quite be the same. You’ll start to pull away from me. It’ll be slow, but nonetheless painful. It’ll start with a desire to be put down, to walk on your own without holding my hand.