August 9, 2017

Occasionally you just have to embrace the crazy.

This time, the crazy has four legs. And fur. Lots of fur.

Am I regularly behind on housework? Yes. Yes I am. Do I fall into bed each night, exhausted from motherhood and further drained by my portfolio of cancer treatments and prescriptions? Yup.

Embrace it.

London was the first...

August 6, 2017

The ultrasound was almost six years ago. I have told the story so many times that it's like those pajamas tossed at the foot of my bed....Not exactly fresh, but still a favorite.

I was all nerves. Quite frightened, to be honest. Our first pregnancy ended as a miscarriage ten months prior. Anyone who has been told there is no...

August 4, 2017

Instead of my usual two hour drive east, I'm receiving chemo in the local hospital today. The one where I gave birth to Eli three years ago.

In many ways, it all began in this building. 

The sounds from those memories are out of harmony with the IV drip. 

Memories of the first time I cried through breastfeeding my newbor...

June 4, 2017

I read recently that parenting is simultaneously celebrating accomplishments and milestones, while grieving each stage that is left behind. In the fall, London and Quinn will start kindergarten. May brought with it preschool step closer to those long days where their giggles fill classroom walls instead of...

May 12, 2017

A robin has nested in our back patio eaves. The nest is just out of reach. We see it from underneath. Observing her coming and going. Building and sitting.

Sunday morning we noticed her land in the nest with a worm.

This is new.

When she left again, Jason slipped his camera up there. Sure enough, three brand new hatchlings! I...

May 10, 2017

In April we met Jason's family in Hood River, Oregon. His younger brother, John, lives in Portland with his girlfriend, Lauren. They are flexing their culinary muscles as chef, cheesemaker, pastry chef, and pop-up entrepreneurs. The rest of the family flew from the Dallas, Texas area. Our drive was about five hours...or fou...

May 8, 2017

May is the weather turning. It is opening my window at night so I can snuggle beneath the heaviest blankets, almost seeing my breath by morning. May is trips to the nursery for herb starts and annuals. It is the first Farmer's Market. Local lettuce, crates of apples stored over winter.

May is pushing swings in my backyard. 


May 5, 2017

While I was in Spokane nursing my disappointment over the news from my last Echo (more on that here), I got a text from my friend Annie...

Are you interested in having a yard sale at our house next Saturday? Our neighborhood is having one...

Sure, why not? It sounded like either a great distraction or a terrible idea. And we...

April 23, 2017

Earth Day always calls to mind an afternoon grilling on my deck in Bremerton.

I was hosting my friend and fellow manager at Nordstrom, Breanne. And as we sat sipping cocktails and smelling all the good smells of seared meat and sunshine, I explained to her how much I hated the holly at the end of my driveway.

Never one to s...

April 21, 2017

Tuesday evening I took London and Quinn to the elementary school for kindergarten registration. The following afternoon we had their first preschool parent-teacher conference. 

My Mama heart is filled to the brim. They're growing up before my eyes. 

Two years ago I didn't even know if I'd be here to see this. 

After conference...

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