I originally wrote this blog a little over two years ago, before I had a kid in middle school. Before we sold our spacious house and bought one where we are always on top of each other. Before we began to travel intentionally as a family. Before we changed up our kids' schooling. This week, … Continue reading Why Happy Kids Aren’t My Goal
This week I said the phrase "If you kick that guitar one more time I'm going to take away your shoes AND your monkey!!" I said this because my minivan broke down and the Honda dealership very kindly gave me an Accord to drive in the meantime. It was a bit smaller than my Odyssey … Continue reading The Language of Motherhood
I’m kidding. I don’t have any actual tips to "Start the School Year Off Right", or "Make Mornings Your Family's Favorite Time of Day", or "Love Every Minute of Carpool." To be honest, I actually have no freaking clue what I’m doing. I’m wandering around blindfolded in a dark room filled with mostly shin-high furniture … Continue reading 10 Ways to Win at Parenting This School Year
When parents get together and the conversation turns to the choices we're all making with our kids and how we might react to certain fears or frustrations, someone will usually say, "I just want them to be happy." I know I've said it myself. As I'm growing this family and tweaking and tightening our interpretations … Continue reading Happy Kids are Not My Goal
I just bought a can of frosting. I was assigned frosting for my daughter's school holiday party. Every household is expected to help with one party a year and I dutifully signed up for this one because I thought it seemed like the time of the year that I would feel most festive. My sole … Continue reading I am pretending I like class parties
I have apparently been starving my 4 month old son. He came into the world at 9 pounds and really packed on the weight for the first two months. These last two months, however, he lost a pound. I have been breast feeding him exclusively and have been really proud of myself for being able … Continue reading I have been starving my baby
All the people. Livin' for today. You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. Maybe someday you'll join us... Wait. Sorry. I went hippie there for a minute. I can't promise that it won't happen again, but I'll do my best. I really do have an active imagination. Even as … Continue reading Imagine…
Becoming a parent tends to mean you lose a little bit of your air of mystery. A little bit of your sense of self...and maybe a decent amount of your pride. Suddenly, there is someone who thinks it is perfectly acceptable to demand you bare your breasts and feed them every 2 to 3 hours … Continue reading I may never be alone again.