While I was pregnant with Halle, Tyler got a little snippy with me about using *his* bathroom. I gently explained to him that the bathroom didn't belong to him, and that when the baby came, they would share it. This totally intruiged him... and he asked me "Mommi, will the baby take a baffwif me?". I was flooded with memories of myself, my sister, and my brother in the tub together - my by the drain and spout because I was the oldest, my sister at the far end, and our brother in the middle because he was the baby.Throughout my pregnancy and Halle's early infancy, Tyler and I both looked forward to their first bath together with great anticipation. Santa broughtHalle a bath seat for Yule, and on Christmas Eve Tyler introduced her to the wonderful world of rubber duckies!
Finding Refuge in Poetry
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Cassandra Montenegro
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This week Cassandra Montenegro shares a poem that sustains her by Richard
Blanco. What poems help sus...
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