Yesterday I was not the mom I want to be. I allowed my personal stress to become my child’s problem and he bore the brunt of my bad moment. I had things to do and didn’t he understand that! Why the tantrum!? He was sick and I was annoyed. And I was mad at myself…
Motherhood
Synchronized insanity
That’s what my mornings feel like around here. Synchronized insanity. Chaos organized only by the fact that one of my children can’t move yet. Especially this morning. A typical morning looks like this: Emma is usually up to nurse around 4. I just pop a boob in her mouth and we go back to sleep….
A letter to my mother
Dear Mama, “It’s just another day,” you said, just like you say about every holiday. “No cards. They just end up in the trash can.” I honored your request. Partly because it was your request and you’re my mother and partly because Emma’s screams were escalating from her “I’m a little bothered” one to the…
Simplify, simplify
Today, I made a choice. A hard choice. A really hard choice. A choice that I’ve weighed and waffled on for months. Today, I quit my job to become a stay at home mom. I’ve never been good with cramming the quality into only an hour or two like some moms can. I need quantity…
That’ll teach me
Alright, Monday, I came up in here and bragged about how successful my Saturday alone with both kids was and how we’re settling so nicely into this family of four business and sunshine farts with rainbow sprinkles came flying out of my ass. Despite the fact that we were dealing with the stomach flu from…