Yaya and Papa Ed Come to Visit – End of Trip Discussion and Pics

Scotland is an amazingly beautiful country. I honestly don’t know how anyone lives here their whole life and then moves gets transferred to Houston and is happy about it. However, I just dropped my mom and Ed at the airport. Suddenly the shades of green and amber fields flecked with sheep, cows and blanketed horses…

Brooks’ Birthday Weekend

I have a 6 year old! It doesn’t seem possible! How am I old enough to have a child that is SIX YEARS OLD?? You might notice a piece of furniture in those pics. We were so sick of having nothing to sit on so we bought a little outdoor set just to not sit…

Today is harder

Today is harder. Today things are more real. The reality of long days spent with just my kids for the next couple weeks induces a sort of claustrophobia. There’s no escape. No one to babysit, no one to provide relief. I know that Brooks will go to school soon and then it will just be…

Days 2 & 3: Survival Mode and Driving in the UK

It has been an interesting couple of days. Day 2 was mostly spent asleep. Little Mia pulled a 15 hour stretch of sleep! One of my friends dubbed Mia her “sleep hero”. I wish that she had been a hero any other time it came to sleep! She’s been pushing her naps back, waking up…

My heart hurts

I’m alone at the moment. It might be the first time that I’ve been totally alone since Brett came home. I was/am so excited to have him home but his return meant that our move is imminent -this dark, looming hole that I cannot see the bottom of. For the longest time it’s just been…

Salute to all the single moms

This week marks week 5 that Brett left for Aberdeen and I’ve been single mom-ing it with my two children aka two terrorists, as a good friend lovingly refers to them. How in the shit do people do this all the time?  Maybe it would be easier if I wasn’t dealing with a transatlantic move?…

Goodbyes are sad…

“…beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts the most.” – Hope Floats My lovely friend reminded me of this quote yesterday in between sharing hilarious clips of her life with children and our shared internal dialogue that surely it’s not too early to start drinking. She saved me from…