Rebecca Heid
My name is Rebecca Walden Miller Heid. I am married to Andrew Heid, a traveling production electrician who travels 90-percent of every normal (aka non-Covid shutdown) year. We have two beautiful daughters and are so very blessed in our lives, family, work, and health.
I love living in Chattanooga and making connections here for ourselves and our children. I look forward to sharing more of my family's journey with you! Let’s figure out this motherhood thing together!
Learning to See Beyond The Disability: A Life Skill for My Daughter
There are some lessons in life that are difficult for even adults to learn. I'm not talking about conjugating verbs in French, but rather, the act of looking around at the world and seeing...
Thank You Everyone for Listening, for Caring
I am the first to recognize how precious every moment is with my daughter. With parents in a medical field, friends and acquaintances who have lost beloved children, and the general hectic nature of...
The One Thing I’d Change About my Daughter
I've been struggling lately with a parenting conundrum, and by struggling, I mean I've been a stressed-out, half-hysterical mess. What's gotten this momma bear wanting to pull out tufts of hair?
In short, school and...
Mother Clucker: Adult Language and a Toddler’s Discerning Ear
I feel like I should start this post by saying that, in regard to "inappropriate language,” I will not invalidate other parents' decisions. I simply plan to lay out my own stance in as...
Every Child Needs Their Kitty Milk…
I'm sure in my youth I noticed. I'm sure at some point in my teen years I stared at a sweetly cherubic face as he or she spoke words that sounded like words, but...
Not a Pretty Picture: Trying to Love Myself for her Sake
Hello everyone! Today's topic is self-love and how best to avoid passing that pesky self-hatred I currently feel to my beautiful, perfect, and extremely perceptive daughter.
To be clear, my daughter will be beautiful to...
Driving Alone with Miles to go, Praying the Toddler Sleeps
I think I can, I think I can...
We've all done it: sat at the wheel of our car, closed our eyes, and prayed fervently that our entire family will survive umpteenth hours sardined in...
Why Our Family Doesn’t Describe Anyone as a “Good Person” or “Bad Person”
I hear it bandied about quite often: "Well, that's just a bad person" or "She's just such a good person."
These phrases make me pause and shudder a bit. I just can't get behind them,...
“Where is Daddy?” Supporting a Toddler’s Need for her Traveling Daddy
"Where is Daddy?" is one of the most common queries around our household lately. Well, that and "Why is it nighttime?"
The first is a much simpler concept, but certainly harder on the heart.
My husband...