One year ago, Yahweh gave us a son. We named you Kale Easton Lukoskie, which can…
My good friend (and doula at Indie’s birth), Lindsay Fisher, gave me that mug as a…
A letter to my daughter about being different.
The story of my second home birth, when Kale Easton Lukoskie came into the world.
A letter to my daughter: you’re growing up to be such a loving, caring, kind-hearted girl. Here are some of the things you love most at this point in your life.
We celebrated your second birthday with the family on April 9. The very next night, you fell asleep in your big-girl bed for the first time. I took a picture, because I wanted to remember your face—how sweet it looked in that moment—forever.
Our first attempt at potty training our daughter, and how I failed miserably.
And yet another sappy letter to my daughter who can’t yet read, inspired by our annual family beach vacation in Hilton Head, SC.
Happy first birthday to our beautiful baby girl. We love you to the moon and beyond and are so blessed to be your parents.
I wake to the sweet, raspy sound of your beautiful voice. It carries itself…