Life with boys Archives

when it snows, i write love letters

by Robin | Oct 28, 2012 | Adventures in Germany, Favorite things, Home, Kids, Life with boys, Memoir, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal

snow fall and tear drop No matter the number of children you deliver, how can it be that each is your favorite, for reasons as many and varied as the things that shade their differences? Intense and deep affection, seemingly dulled by the dailiness of living, is...

The First Last. Again.

by Robin | Aug 13, 2012 | Family, Kids, Life with boys, Memoir, Mom stuff, Parenting

“What it's like to be a parent: It's one of the hardest things you'll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.” ~ Nicholas Sparks, The Wedding My all-time favorite picture of Thomas, back in the olden days of...

When love overwhelms

by Robin | May 21, 2012 | Family, Life with boys, Mom stuff, Personal, Poetry

between the lines it's impossible for them to know this tender desperation insisting, impetuous be still, my heart! pounding pounding each wisp of time skin to skin, sweet assurance still here still here for a while not for an ever looking at them,...

The last 15 and wishes on stars

by Robin | May 1, 2012 | Family, Kids, Life with boys, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal, Teens & Tweens

I missed his birthday. I didn't forget it, that would be ridiculous…impossible. But with an ocean dividing us and 5,000 miles in between, I wasn't there for a sweet indulgence, his TWO favorite desserts for breakfast; neither of them a birthday...

Two boys and a mom

by Robin | Apr 16, 2012 | Family, Kids, Life with boys, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, Music, Videos, youtube ROCKS!

I like to car dance. It's not like I set out to shake-my-groove-thang when I get in the car; it's more a subconscious respond to happy tunes jammin' on the radio (closet fellow car dancers HOLLA!). My heart spins merry to see someone else at a...

The Motherlovebomb

by Robin | Apr 11, 2012 | Kids, Life with boys, Memoir, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, Parenting, Personal, Teens & Tweens

I am convinced when a woman gives birth, t h a t which she conceived in her womb and bled from her body remains ever connected by imperceptible thread. Her heartbeat echos in the steps of each child, her soul gently stirred by the hope in their dreams....