My sweet Eloise, As we approach your first birthday, I needed to take the time to write down what I remember of what it was like to wait for you, and record the details of the day you finally arrived. Before we know it, you’ll be one, five, eighteen, and that day will be a long ago memory, replaced with new ones of you… How we hoped and wished and waited for you. I remember the day I found out we were expecting you. I couldn’t bring myself to take a home pregnancy test, so I went to the doctor and had her do it for me. I didn’t tell your dad that I was going. The morning I got the phone call, I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the phone. I just waited for the voicemail, went out into the hall, and listened. “You are pregnant,” the message told me. I ran into the apartment, screaming “Jesse! Jesse! I’m pregnant!” And then I started to cry. We lost two babies before you came …
In which we rediscover our hometown while celebrating a milestone birthday.
My 5 reasons why you should hit the high seas ASAP.
Wherein one weekend really means three.
Revisiting old favorites from the upstate mountain town.
5 snapshots from our late July weekend in D.C.
A look back at favorite moments aboard the Disney Magic.