My Everyday Courage

Apr 8, 2015 by

Today was a pretty poopy day. A runny, poopy diaper kind of day.  Sorry to be so graphic, but it really did stink. After a wonderful weekend away visiting family over the Easter holiday, coming back home to reality was rough. All day, I felt like I was being pecked at from every direction by my responsibilities. After about the 12th negative electronic communication, I tossed my phone away and just wanted to give up on all of the projects I have been working on. I felt like Tippi Hedren’s character in the Alfred Hitchcock movie, “The Birds.”

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As I was staring out the family room window watching the rain fall and feeling sorry for myself, I noticed a cardinal pecking around our yard. Instead of running for cover, I gazed at its bold, red color that seemed to glow through the bare trees, adding illumination to the dreariest of days.  This bird seemed to emanate strength and courage as he flew around doing his thing, answering to no one, doing what he could to survive.

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Parenting Without Parents

Mar 25, 2015 by

My entrance into this world was a bit controversial. My parents were well into middle age when they had me.  My father was 57 and my mom, 44 years young. Sure this may not be uncommon now, but back in the late 1970s, this was completely unheard of.  In fact, my mom’s doctor, upon delivering the news of her pregnancy and thinking I was an “Oops Baby,” said he could “take care of it” if my parents wanted. He was concerned about the health risks associated with her having a baby later in life. My mother was horrified at the thought and told him that she intentionally set out to have a sibling for my sister, who was almost five at the time. My parents beat the odds and the conventional wisdom at the time and had me anyway.

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Up All Night

Mar 11, 2015 by

It was one of those days.  Not enough hours in the day to be a fully-present parent, fully-functioning worker, and fully-attentive wife.  At 9 pm there was still work to be done, despite having started my day 14.5 hours ago. There was still so much work to be done.  Meetings to be scheduled.  Emails to be returned.  Tomorrow’s work day to be planned out. Blog posts to write.  A fabulous Spring Gala for my daughter’s school that I have to plan.  And of course, the next day was our turn to bring snack in for the whole class.  And there were still children to feed, bathe, love, and put down to sleep.  And dishes to wash and well, you get the picture.

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With Age, Comes Wisdom: Embracing the Art of Aging

Feb 25, 2015 by

It’s official! I am getting older. Those pesky grays are sneaking in quicker than before, and I am starting to notice a laugh line (or two). Even though I have been an adult for close to twenty years now (gasp), I have always been a big believer that age is a state of mind. And rather than dwelling on the negative parts of maturing, I am trying my very best to embrace it!

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*I am learning to say no a whole lot more.

*I have chosen not to pursue certain paths that would have a negative impact on my family’s quality of life.

*I have learned to be kind to my body. It is by no means perfect, but it is strong and has given me two healthy pregnancies and two beautiful children.

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Pumping at Work

Feb 11, 2015 by

This may sound strange, but…I don’t mind pumping at work. I know pumping is not easy. In fact, if you take a poll of most women who pump, Im sure 9.75 out of 10 women hate it.  I feel you.  There’s the million pump parts that you have to sterilize every friggin’ night; you feel like a cow; you worry about leaking through your blouse; and it is time consuming.  Moms just do not have any time at all.  While I am not a fan of pumping per se, I have to say I do not mind the two times I do it at work. Any other time though, and I would rather poke my eyes out.

Here’s why I like to pump at work:

It is my little rest time because at work I am on my feet all.day.long.

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