Show Up for Each Other!

Mar 4, 2015 by

You may have seen this news story around your newsfeeds lately, about a 6-year old boy with autism who invited his entire kindergarten class to his birthday party, only to have no one show up. According to the article:

Glenn Buratti invited all 16 of his kindergarten classmates from a Florida elementary school to his sixth birthday party last weekend. His mother, Ashlee Buratti, said not a single one responded to the invite.

“He was so devastated when he realized no one was coming to his birthday party that he refused to smile,” Buratti told ABC News today. “He tried to hide the fact that he was crying by pinching the bridge of his nose.”

UGH. This made me so incredibly sad. However, this story had a happy ending. Members of the family’s community came through for this little guy, and definitely made sure he felt special and appreciated on his birthday. Thank goodness!

read more

Flatulence

Mar 3, 2015 by

I apologize right up front to my husband for this post, but I can’t hide my reality any longer. My husband farts constantly. He farts in the morning and in the evening. He farts if he’s had really rich food or if he’s had salad. He farts in the house and in the car. He farts all the time. And, because he enjoys the face I make when he farts, he looks at me as he does it. This adds to the torture.

My husband often reminds me of something I said when we were newly dating, “Oh, that’s ok, you can do that in front of me now.” We were in the honeymoon phase of dating and I was just trying to be nice, but it appears that this one statement was the green light for my husband to never stop farting. I don’t even remember saying it. It appears that for him, this comment may have sealed the deal.

read more

Related Posts

Tags

Share This

Transitions: its not just a challenge for my kids!

Mar 3, 2015 by

thVNMR7ND3

“I wish we never had to leave Momma!” Is a frequent statement from my kids. When my daughter first discovered her favorite show, I can remember her first reaction to being told, it’s time to turn off the tv. She stuck out her bottom lip and widened her eyes in what I still consider an epic pout. In these moments, my kids express their disappointment and in a more subtle way, they offer a clue about something they enjoy.

Transitions rule our lives as parents. As a young clinical social worker, a top five request from the families I worked with was a request to deal with moving from one activity to another. Whether it was getting ready for school in the morning, moving from play time to homework, or the dreaded bedtime routine. The need was always the same, please help me get through the changes in our day.

read more

Related Posts

Share This

Why Do Moms Work?

Mar 3, 2015 by

The fabulous women of CT Working Moms have a private Facebook page where we all vent and complain and rejoice and celebrate, sharing the good and the bad.  Lately we’ve been ruminating about our work lives.  Is it worth it?  Why do we come home and have to do all that housework?  Why do we work?  Does it make sense to spend our whole salary on daycare and commuting expenses?

I’ve been thinking about this for over 30 years.  Note first that men (most men anyway) don’t have this conundrum.  Men work and that is that.  No question about it.  No notion that they have any other choice.  I know that some of them find this very intense, and feel the breadwinner role is a heavy burden.  I get that.

read more

Related Posts

Share This

Perfect Mommy

Mar 2, 2015 by

The following happened this past Sunday:

I hear my name being called from a distance, “Mommy!!!! Mommy!!!”

“Are you OK?” I respond.

“MOMMY!!! Help me! Come quick!!!!”

Just then, hubby turns over, just happening to bump me as he turns over. I awaken, heart pounding, partially because of being bumped suddenly and partially because I am distressed by B’s cries. I realize I’ve been hearing B’s real cries in my sleep. Hubby is awake but pretending to be asleep and hoping that his little “bump” will wake me up enough to go deal with her. It’s still sort of dark outside, so I turn over to see what time it is.

Ugh…4:45AM…on a Sunday. I look over at hubby who is fake snoring.

“I know you’re pretending to be asleep…” I grumble as I hoist my legs out of bed. I “accidentally” bump his butt as I get out of bed. He stifles a chuckle.

read more

Related Posts

Tags

Share This

Day in the Life of a Working Mom: Photo Edition

Mar 2, 2015 by

Wake up at 5am (6am on weekends) and check sleep tracker. College Jenn would not believe how Mom Jenn can survive on such terrible sleep.

Wake up at 5am (6am on weekends!) and check sleep tracker. College Jenn would not believe how Mom Jenn can survive on such terrible sleep (5x awake and 16x restless).

Try to catch a few extra Z's by bringing the kids into our bed.

Try to catch a few extra Z’s by bringing the kids into our bed.

After getting up at 5am, take a shower, put last night's dishes away, feed the dog, make breakfast, get dressed, wake the kids up at 6am, get the kids dressed, teeth brushed, potty and out the door by 6:45am. Feel like you've run a marathon by 7am. Breakfast in the car!

Take a shower, put last night’s dishes away, feed the dog, make breakfast, do the dishes, get dressed, wake the kids up at 6am, get the kids dressed, teeth brushed, potty and out the door. Feel like you’ve run a marathon by 7am. Breakfast in the car! Half hour commute singing in the car with the girls.

Drop the kids off at school as quickly as possible without pushing them out of the car at the curb. Running late for work AGAIN.

Drop the kids off at school as quickly as possible without pushing them out of the car at the curb. Running late for work AGAIN.

Spend eight hours at a job I love having lots of grown up conversations. Choose when and where to eat lunch and who I want to eat it with. Eat lunch in complete silence if I choose.

Spend eight hours at a job I love having lots of grown up conversations. Choose when and where to eat lunch and who I want to eat it with. Eat lunch in complete silence if I choose.

read more

Fifteen Minutes of Faking It

Mar 2, 2015 by

magical-monday1

Nah, I’m not talking about faking the big O (though I may talk about about that in a later post.). I’m talking about a new life strategy I created for myself. You see, I’ve been in sort of a rut for the past two weeks   months years. Yes, a two-year rut. I don’t berate myself for it. In fact I think it’s been absolutely necessary. I liken it to cleaning out a closet ~ you have to take everything out and have it be in utter chaos for awhile before you put only the things that are necessary and useful back in.  The deconstruction before the remodeling. Yeah, that’s been me.

The thing is, I feel that this particular deconstruction segment has come to a conclusion but I’ve gotten so used to being in a rut…so I keep acting like I’m in a rut. It’s learned helplessness. I’ve gotten so used to being in my cage that I don’t notice the door has been opened and I’m now free to fly.

read more

Related Posts

Tags

Share This

Page 1 of 54512345...