I was just sitting in V’s room, holding her in my arms until she fell asleep and I tucked her into bed. I started thinking about wanting to cherish these moments. I’ve so enjoyed watching her grow, and learn, and interact; and I look forward to seeing her learn to do new things and express herself in new ways. I look forward to all the things we’ll do together—but I want to appreciate these moments now, while I have them: when she still fits in my arms (if barely) and falls asleep on my chest.
I was making coffee in our upstairs kitchenette for brunch one Saturday. The dryer was running, full of a load of cloth diapers. I had already made a comment about it smelling like diapers in here, and now my wife came back up the stairs and said, “Now it smells like diapers and coffee in here.”
“Diapers and Coffee sounds like the name of a parenting podcast.”
Well, here we are. Not a podcast—at least not yet—but it was too good a name (and diapers.coffee was too good a domain) to pass up.