If you visited our home last year, the floors were probably less than sparkling, the dinners simpler, there was probably a basket of laundry waiting to be folded and put away, and I was likely wearing yoga pants and sporting a ponytail. Elie probably made you a delicious coffee, and I hope you got a cuddle from Theo. But most of all, I hope you felt appreciated and loved. 2016 was about letting go of perfection and simply being present and grateful. It was the year of gratitude.
When I was in labor with Theo, Elie timed my contractions for me on an app we had downloaded to our iPhones–how long they lasted and how far apart they were. At some point, well into labor, our doula suggested that we might not need to time the contractions anymore.
I can’t believe little Theo is already almost eight weeks old! Everyone says time goes by so quickly, and they are right. I thought it was time to share all of the details of Theo’s nursery. I love the serenity of this room. Although Theo does not yet sleep here, he started taking naps in his…
I still have the first diary I ever received, a small, red, leather-bound book sealed with a gold lock and key, sitting under the tree on Christmas day in 1983, a gift from Santa. I wrote in that one sporadically, and in the dozens I’ve kept in the years since, sometimes faithfully writing every day…
I had to go to Austin last week for one day of meetings for work, so we decided Elie would join me and we would turn the trip into a mini-babymoon, one last vacation with just the two of us before the baby makes us a family of three.
I love reading the lists that other bloggers share–what they’re reading, eating and thinking about. It’s a great way to discover new books, articles or recipes, or nudge me toward new ways of viewing the world or myself. I’ve been working on a blog post about turning 40, but I haven’t yet been able to articulate…
The world probably doesn’t need another granola recipe. There are certainly enough out there to choose from. But, here goes anyway, because you never know when the next one you make might become your favorite. And, because this is what we’re eating this week as we sit in the hospital and wait for Moe’s heart…
The end of this Christmas season and the beginning of a brand new year launches me into excessive self-reflection, leaving me equal parts joyful, thankful and sad. Joyfulness for the grace that Christmas brings and the boundless possibilities a new year holds. Thankfulness for the most amazing husband, for loving relationships, for the opportunity to…
I almost didn’t write this post. The topic of easy holiday entertaining sounded trite to me, and maybe even a little pompous. Because really, holiday entertaining can be stressful. Especially if we start to compare ourselves to Pinterest boards and Instagram posts and beautiful blogs portraying perfectly set tables (or perfectly imperfectly set tables) and…
After my first undergraduate Physics exam at Columbia, I remember sitting on the stone steps in front of Pupin Hall and crying. It wouldn’t be the last time an exam brought me to tears. Hello, Organic Chemistry!