The dough is officially rising folks. At 15 weeks, the evidence of Roll was debatable; this week, I can definitely see it. Can you? (I shot these photos on a timer, with my camera sitting on a shelf in my pantry. Clever, no?)

I thought it was fitting to take some shots in workout gear this week. . . . → Read More: Little Roll Rising, 16 Weeks

On Monday, during a conversation about motherly advice that I co-hosted over at TheMotherhood, Casey Mullins reminded me of the importance of taking pregnancy photos. I mean, I take lots of photos, but anyone who looks at my albums will notice that I’m rarely in family photos since I’m always the photographer (compared to blog conference . . . → Read More: A Baby Named Roll, 15 Weeks

It’s not often that Jon and I look at the calendar and find ourselves free of work events, children’s birthday parties, or personal appointments. But this was one of those weekends. And it. was. amazing.

On Saturday, save a short run for me, we lounged around in the morning, ate a late breakfast, and Laurel and I . . . → Read More: Free Weekend

Dear Laurel,

I’ve never written you a public letter before. I don’t know if I ever will again. But today, I felt compelled to do so. You’re now six years old, and assuming all things go to plan, this will be your last birthday as our only child.

I have often heard the phrase “The days are long . . . → Read More: Letter to Laurel