At the creative recommendation of a cherished colleague, I started a five-year journal, well, five years ago. What is a five-year journal, you ask? It’s a bound book with five sections on each page, one section for each year and a page for each day. It takes five minutes at the end of the day […]Read more "5 Years in Review"
Now entering the next phase of my son’s life: LEGO mania. One day, grandma innocently gave her grandson a basic LEGO builder box and he was instantly hooked. That was 5 months ago. Not a day has passed when Leigh hasn’t played with LEGOs. He’s officially a LEGO lunatic. It’s not a bad thing. It’s […]Read more "LEGO Lunatic"
We’re at the point in our lives where we’re excited to pick out new sheets on a Saturday night trip to Target with our 3-year-old. And I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Walking the aisles while reassuring our child the Legos will still be there a few minutes, pleading with him to wait while […]Read more "New sheets, Same love"
Some nights when I work late, there’s nothing more I love doing than snuggling our son to sleep. I rush home as my husband stretches our two-year-old’s bedtime past 8, sometimes 9pm. But his weariness is so worth the relief I feel as his body hits mine, reuniting our souls together as the day comes to […]Read more "Bedtime"
I like to think we’re fearless parents (although I have a lot of fears when it comes to parenting). We bring our kid with us everywhere. We do our grocery shopping together. We take him to movies. We bring him to date night dinners, hockey games and sports conventions. It’s hard to imagine a life […]Read more "Arizona Spring Training"
I’ve officially been with my husband for half his life. He turned 30-years-old this week. Even though I wanted to, I couldn’t get my shit together to plan him a big party (please cut me some slack; I just started a new job I’m trying to wrap my head around). But I did manage to […]Read more "Dirty 30 Tiramisu"
We’re lifelong Chicago Cubs fans, so it was a no-brainer that we’d go for a trip to Wrigley Field for our son’s first ballgame. We took a week off work for a “stay-cation” and this was an easy trip to scratch off our summer bucket list. We couldn’t wait to take our three-month-old baby for […]Read more "Go Cubs Go"
Portillo’s restaurant holds a special place in my heart. Yes, I truly enjoy visiting the iconic Chicago restaurant for the best Italian beef sandwich dripping with tasty gravy, topped with the savory sweet peppers. They recently opened a new location in Gurnee and our lives haven’t been the same since. But that’s not the (whole) reason why […]Read more "Portillos"
“Go do your job!” my husband told me. For once, the thought behind these words was not mean or derogatory. I had been trying to take the dogs out and our new baby, Leigh, needed attention. Eric had simply pointed out that what I really needed to do was be with Leigh. Nothing else. I […]Read more "No rush"
The first time I left Leigh alone with his dad, I went to get my hair cut. My ends needed a trim and my bangs were all out of wack. The salon is just down the street from our house. I was gone for one hour. As the stylist was blow drying my hair, I […]Read more "Losing it"