A LOT OF LOVE GOES A LONG WAY (A LETTER TO MOM AND DAD)

Dear Mom and Dad, 

Thank you for the permanent stain of love on my heart. And for teaching me the lessons I so desperately needed to learn. Because today, as a wife and mother, they count. Like in a big way. 

I came across this image this morning and I fell apart. Not because of anything in particular, but because the smile that came across my face is now permanently indented there. And I could feel it. And I felt a lump in my throat. So much emotion came up when I looked at this image because I saw my life. Saw it in Luke’s smile. In it I saw mine and my husbands smile. I saw Dad’s smile in the background, and your dark Hawaiian Filipino skin hiding in the fading sunset. And I saw my Bo. And myKona Blue. And Mom, with a radiating smile that matched my Lukey’s like magic. And it is magic.

LET THEM BE DIRTY?

How often do you bathe your babies? It's a common question floating around here and around the mom talk playground. Moms like myself ask myself every night...should I bathe them? Did they get too dirty? Well, sources have summed it up and here's what we're doing around here. 

Let them be dirty. A little dirt never hurt nobody. But some lament "I  have boys and they are filthy? " Well, yes. Me too. But also, if we bathe them every night ridding them of all natural oils and dirt from the soil and the world outside, they may grow immune to everything. So they say. Well I tested out the theories with my eczema filled twin babies and in our case, I've found the studies are true. 

THE DAY YOU BECOME A MOTHER

You might be a mother. Or you might be preparing to be a mother.  Either way you're there or you're very close. And although every story is different, built from beautiful diverse love stories and or unusual circumstance, the intertwined common thread we all share here, is the day you become a mother is unlike any other day you will ever have in your lifetime. And it's inexplicable. You can't write the right words. They don't run off your tongue like a prosed poet. You're baffled, confused and short of breath. Because it doesn't make sense how a tiny innocent child can make all your dreams come true. But, yet she does. And here's why.