I was 20. Maybe 22. I can’t remember. Parts of this are fuzzy, the kind of blur that comes from years of separation between The Moment and The Memory. I was working at the bank. I’d managed to get myself up to assistant head teller status. We had some overflow and understaffing between our two…
musings
On Being a Good Mom
This week the kids and I traveled to my mom’s house for Spring Break. This is important on many, many levels. For starters, hanging out with Nana means I get to breathe. There’s no judgment here. No “well, you should really consider…” I don’t hear “If you would just…” The kids get to spend time…
More
I realize we’re nearly two months done with 2015, so the timeliness of my word of the year is, well, not timely at all. But it’s still 2015, so I’m giving myself a wide berth to do what I want. My word for the year is MORE. And it came to me while watching The Little…
What I Want My Children To Know
There’s been so much discussion and argument and anger on the Internet this week, discussions which I’ve been unable to keep myself from joining. And the only thing I can think about–the thing that makes me speak up–is how much I love my children. Love is what this all keeps coming back to for me….
In Defense Of Selfies
I’ve kind of been kicking this blog post around in my head for a while, and since I have a minute it’s time to just throw this out to the universe and see where it sticks. Some people will roll their eyes, I’m sure, but some will probably nod along and get where I’m coming…
The Sound of Silence
Joshua’s been in school for nearly six weeks now. He’s thriving. A new schedule is emerging. We’re all in the swing of things (until next week when he’s out for fall break). It’s kind of amazing to me how rapidly our life adjusted yet again. By week number 2, we were set. We have a…
Love What You Love
Joshua and I spend the morning drive to school talking. About anything and everything. Usually Sonic the Hedgehog or Toy Story. This morning’s conversation made my heart sink a little. “Mama, what song is this?” “This is the fairy godmother song from Cinderella.” “Mama, do you like Cinderella?” “I do.” “I like Lightning McQueen. Mama, you…
Shake It Out
Regrets collect like old friends Here to relive your darkest moments I can see no way, I can see no way In looking back over the parts of my 31 years which I can remember, there’s not much I regret. Most of the regrets I have are words I can’t unsay. I can apologize and…
On Loss and Grief
Loss and grief are colossal mind games. That’s the nicest way to put that and certainly not the phrase in my head right now when trying to describe just where my head has been for the past week or two. I consider myself a pretty intellectual, rational person, so I’ve been kind of caught off…
Dear New Mama
Dear New Mama, Congratulations! You just had a baby. Now fasten your seatbelt. That tiny little bundle of lungs and poop is about to rock your world. I don’t know everything there is to know about mothering, and just as soon as I eliminate some options and figure out the correct answer to whatever seems…