Motherhood is Full of Defining Moments

Jan 28, 2015 by


Oh these two!!!

Oh these two!!!

Ahhh, motherhood.  Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out and that you can work through the challenging parts because you’ve toughened up or even lightened up, something ALWAYS goes awry to make life more of what I refer to as “excruciatingly exciting.”  I have pondered this whole month about what my defining parenting moment has been, but have had a tough time pinning down just one. You see, I think every day we are faced with numerous defining moments or learning experiences. Some large, some small. Some lessons stay with you and some you forget because once you learn from them they become ingrained in your everyday parenting.

My Golden Hour

Jan 14, 2015 by

gold clock

It’s 1:31 am.  Baby Luke is softly snoring.  Little Mia is deep into dreamland.  Husband is sound asleep. Me? I am up – drafting emails; catching up on work-related reading; and checking off items on my ever long to-do list. No, I am not suffering from anxiety or some sort of sleep disorder. To the contrary, I am happy as can be during this quiet moment, a point in time that I have dubbed my new golden hour.

For the past few weeks I have been passing out early, usually after I’ve put the kids to sleep.  I sleep for a few hours and then usually wake up again anywhere between 1 and 3 am. Oddly, I feel energized, so I take advantage of this time and use it to be productive.  It’s quiet, there is no baby pulling on my leg wanting to be nursed or held. My daughter is not pleading for me to read her a story or paint her nails. And I don’t have to tend to my sweet husband either.  It’s almost surreal.

Back-to-Work After Baby: 7 Reasons Why I am Happy for My Return

Jan 7, 2015 by


Today marks the opening day of the legislative session at the Connecticut General Assembly. It is also the day I return to my job as a lobbyist after having been out of the game since the birth of my son last winter. Life is about to get really complicated. Like many of you, I will be learning how to shuttle two kids between pre-school, aftercare, daycare, and dance class. I will be working many long hours in my job and clocking in even longer hours at home as I strive to spend the rest of my down-time with my family. It will be hard, BUT I just cannot contain my excitement for my return to civilization! Since I have got a lot on my mind and my brain works best when I write out lists, I have put together the very best reasons why I am happy to be back at work today:

Ways Kids are Like Drunk Elves: Part 2

Dec 17, 2014 by

A couple years ago I wrote about how having a toddler was like having a drunk elf around the house.  Now that we have two little elves around, I’m finding more ways they are similar.

First, let me begin with one Wikipedia definition of an elf:

In medieval Germanic-speaking cultures, elves seem generally to have been thought of as a group of beings with magical powers and supernatural beauty, ambivalent towards everyday people and capable of either helping or hindering them.

I highlighted the last few words because, you  know, perfect description of children. We all know how “helpful” they can be around the house. Especially during this time of year of baking, decorating, and all around family fun.

electric elf

Here some more ways they are alike:

The Day I Decided to Become a Mother

Dec 10, 2014 by

I am somewhere in the Middle East walking along the shore of the Dead Sea.  The golden sand feels warm and comforting beneath my feet as I stare in awe at the deep, blue water.  I feel calm.  Serene.  Then, in the distance I notice a man running towards me in a panic, clutching a baby wrapped in a blue blanket.  He is urgently pleading with me that take this little baby out of his hands. I accept the baby into my arms and find two deep, brown eyes staring back at me.  I feel an instant connection. I agree to take this little boy in and raise him as my own.  I feel happy and fulfilled, a feeling I have never experienced before.

Then, I wake up.

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