Author: Jessica Hendrickson

Sometimes I Pretend.

I went out last weekend.  My ALONE weekend without my boys.  When I left the house, I wasn’t feeling particularly social, but I thought it would be good for me.  It was time to stop pacing and looking at pictures of the boys and get out.   So I went to a fabulous party.  There were so many people and fancy clothes and glitter and FUN.  There was dancing.  So much dancing.  I watched a girl and her boyfriend and had an overwhelming desire to transpose myself onto her body and experience her carefree confidence.  I wanted to feel her...

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What I Do When My Kids Aren’t Around

Last weekend my boys were with their dad.  It wasn’t like it was a surprise.  It happens every other weekend.  But I’m struggling with it much more than I thought I would.  I sat on my girlfriend’s couch Friday night, woefully lamenting how difficult it was for me and how I wanted to call them every few minutes.   The next day I sent her this text: “Write a blog”   Ok, Nicole.  Here’s my blog:   I don’t like weekends without my boys.   I miss them.   Horribly.   I don’t know what to do with myself.   So...

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…and just like that, it was over.

…and it begins.     In the first post I ever wrote, I told you how a stranger warned me not to blink or it would be over.  At the time, I was struggling through the “Terrible Threes” with my Jacky.  I told you that I wasn’t going to wish the time away because I knew it he wouldn’t stay little for long.  I promised myself I wouldn’t blink.   But I did.   I blinked.   And it’s over.   My baby boy, the one who first gave me the title of “Mommy,” started Kindergarten today.  He is officially in...

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Is This a Dream?

My boys and I have been going through some pretty major changes recently with their dad moving out of the house.  I’ve been trying my best to keep things as “normal” as possible for them, whatever that means.  I’m starting to question what “normal” is for me so I can’t even imagine how hard it must be for their little brains to comprehend.  My two-year old doesn’t seem to be too affected by it so far; he’s always been pretty laid back.  My five-year old, however, is more sensitive and it takes him a while to adjust to change...

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A Baby Comes Out of a Woman’s Vagina

Recently my 5-year old has enjoyed hearing stories about when I was pregnant with him.  He knows that he “grew in my belly” and he thinks it’s absolutely hilarious that he used to kick and punch me from the inside.  He is fascinated when I tell him that I used to see his little fists and elbows poking through my tummy.  So yesterday afternoon, driving home from Pre-K, the inevitable question arose.   “Mommy, how did I get out of your tummy?”   Dude.  I got this.   “Well, honey, Daddy and I went to the hospital and the doctor took...

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