Author: Jessica Hendrickson

Breathe Through the Pain

I got two tattoos this past weekend.  Because, you know, I’m cool like that.* One of them was on my ribcage, which, according to some, is a painful location to get tattooed.  When the needle hit the thin skin over my ribs, it took my breath away.  The artist stopped and looked up, “you ok?”   “Yes. I’m fine.  Just keep going.  Don’t stop.”   He looked quizzically at me, shrugged, and went back to it.  I put my head back and breathed deeply.   In.   Out.   Inhale.   Exhale.   Every time he paused to see...

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Be Close.

If you are one of the few people that regularly read my posts (Hi Mom!) you may have noticed I haven’t written anything in a while.  I’ve started a million times, yet all I could do was come up with was a bunch of complaints.  Complaints about the difficulties of co-parenting, the first holiday season post-divorce, the (non)sleeping habits of both my kids, the fact that I’ve been spending most of my free time on my couch stress eating and not running, my seasonal affective disorder in full swing, you name it.  But every time I started to write...

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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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