So, apparently I complain a lot and some people don’t think I like motherhood? Or staying home with my kids? Yeah. That was news to me, too. “Parenting is a human experience,” as Jill so eloquently put it, and I was just being human. The thing is I love this gig better than any 9…
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Dear Emma
Dear Emma, Today is your birthday. The first of what I hope will turn out to be many. You, little girl, have blessed and enriched our lives in ways innumerable. All of those ways for the better. Except for maybe the sleep thing you seem to fight. Watching you grow and change this past year…
Saying “Yes” To Myself
One of my 31 for 31 items is to say “yes” more often. Recently, I’ve decided to start saying “yes” to myself. To make myself a priority in my own life. I hired a nanny. For one afternoon a week. Just one afternoon, for two or three hours, to recharge my batteries and be alone. Except…
Emotional Minefields
Ever since Joshua was a baby, it’s been clear that he’s a deeply emotional kid, prone to outbursts of the epic variety at the slightest provocation. Or sometimes without being provoked at all. I’m trying to get our days more organized and scheduled since his therapist recommended that as a way to help him out…
Just Like a Rolling Stone
I’ll just go ahead and warn you now, this post involves bodily functions. Mine. They’re only involved because they are the entire context of the story and without them there would BE no story, but I felt I should forewarn you so that those among you who would clutch your pearls at the mention of…