Happy second birthday to my baby!
Paxon: Month 7
I wish this whole process would go a lot slower. I’ve gotten good at making sure I don’t take moments for granted because the reality that this might be the only time I get to experience a little baby hangs over my head as Paxon settles into each new phase.
Paxon: Month 6
Well, we made it. Half a year as a mom. Half a year of trying to figure out how to put a baby on a schedule when I’m not on one myself. Half a year realizing I can’t compare my situation to most others or I’ll drive myself crazy. Half a year wondering how I’m…
Paxon: Month 5
I’m writing and posting this extremely late hoping it will somehow make time go by slower. In the moment, I feel like things go slow and I get bored easily, but when I wake up in the morning, I’ll see the date and wonder how or when that happened.
Paxon: Month 4
I’m going to start with a cliche: there’s no time like the present. I want time to slow down because I love my chunky baby and want him to stay this cute and small forever. I also keep looking forward to crawling and talking because I’m loving each new change. However, sometimes I need to…
Paxon: Month 3
Ever since I first saw Pax at a measly 4 lbs 1 oz, my goal was to do everything I could to make this baby fat. In one of the plays I was in at Washington State, my fellow cast members and the director (who had just had twins a few months before) said “it’s…
Paxon: Month 2
As I look down at the baby asleep while I write this, I still can’t believe the direction that my life has taken. I’m thankful everyday that Paxon is so healthy and I have the opportunity to be in Seattle while he’s growing up.
Paxon: Week 4
I stumbled onto this poem by Rupi Kaur and it hit me in a place I didn’t know was vulnerable when I found it. Paxon is a piece of me and a piece of the man I love and, all so suddenly, I want the world for him.