Perfectly Prepared for an Imperfect World

Apr 23, 2014 by

Life isn’t perfect. This is not a revelation of any sort. While the degree to which we’ve experienced hardships and success may vary from person to person, it’s a fact of life that we have all encountered, and will continue to encounter, successes and struggles in every part of our lives. So how is it possible that some are able to take these highs and lows seemingly in stride while others aren’t? The key is resiliency.

We are Not Broken

Apr 22, 2014 by

My wife often jokes with me about how childlike I can be.  Usually she comments when something stops me in my tracks and I am suddenly spellbound.  She thinks my sense of wonder is pretty cute, and I’m almost certain that is a compliment.  I confess I choose to take it as one.  I also cannot deny it.  In spite of all I’ve seen, the work I do and my life experiences, I am naïve.  I live in relatively constant amazement.  As hard as life is, I find life and living incredibly cool.


Nature completely captivates me.  Life: mine, yours, a flower’s, does as well.  I can be paralyzed by a quote, completely and utterly spellbound.  It will resonate, percolate and circulate for some time.  Just be careful, I’ve been known to quote folks I know “in real life” ten or twenty years after they say something.  Most often, they don’t remember saying it.  Yet for me, one sentence can transform.

Into the Woods

Apr 22, 2014 by

To tell you the truth, I’m not an outdoors-y person. At. All. When I was a kid, most of my play time was spent inside reading a book. Although I do love the beach, when I would go as a kid, I would just sit there with my nose in a book. My idea of camping still involves a hotel with room service and cable TV.

When Mother Nature gave us the first signs of spring last weekend, I was bound and determined to seize just such an opportunity to do things differently than I was used to. We needed to get out and get moving. Our house is across the street from the Tankerhoosen Wildlife Management area and the Belding Wildlife Management area in Vernon. We can literally see the trails and river from our driveway. We have lived here for 7 years and I’ve never set foot on the trails with my daughter. It was time for an adventure.

End of the Day Pick-up

Apr 22, 2014 by

As I get closer to the childcare center I feel the excitement beginning to rise. I pull into the parking space, jump out of the car, hit the key lock and briskly make my way through the parking lot to the playground. Some days I do a slight jog and don’t care who sees.

Now that it’s spring, my son’s class is out on the playground at the end of the day. I can’t wait to hear it, and then there it is, “mommy!” I give him a hug and he immediately tells me what’s on his mind, often times mid-story. I nod along and ask questions, excited to get to share in just a minute of his day.

I Didn’t Sign Up For This!

Apr 22, 2014 by

Children are full of surprises.  You think you can anticipate what might occur, the kinds of phone calls you’ll get from them or about them, the kinds of questions they will ask…but you have no idea what surprises are in store.

Here are some of the conversations that have occurred during my years as a mother, in no particular order:

  1. Phone call:  “Mom…[static]…emergency room…[static]…thumb…[static]…knife…[static]….”
  2. Phone message:  “Mom, I’m at the police station.  I got arrested for shoplifting.  Uh, I guess you’re not home right now, but call me at the police station when you get home, OK?”
  3. Conversation:  “Where are the brand new roller blades you took to camp this morning?”  “I traded them!”  “For what?” “This used Yankees cap.”  “AAAARRGH!  What’s the name of the kid who has your skates?”  “Um, I think it’s Joey.  Or it could be Josh.”

The Moo-Moo room

Apr 21, 2014 by

Welcome to Room 643, the Moo-Moo room.

Image via Gena Golas.

Image via Gena Golas.

It was my first day on the new job. In fact, it was also my first day back from maternity leave. Baby Boy and I had finally gotten the hang of nursing, only in just enough time for me to return to work; he now needed to learn how to bottle feed, and I needed to learn how to pump. Many of my co-workers at this new job already knew that I had a newborn at home, but the subject of breastfeeding and pumping wasn’t exactly a topic covered in my new hire orientation. So, when I mentioned around lunchtime that I would like to go and pump (read: had missed what would have been approximately three morning nursing sessions, was lactating through my bra and desperately needed to empty my boobs), our HR director immediately went on a hunt for a private place for me to pump.

Mom Hair

Apr 21, 2014 by

It occurred to me as I was driving to my hair appointment last week that I have had short hair for almost 10 years now!  I consider my hair to be one of my best features, which is maybe weird considering how little of it I have compared to many women.  Short as it may be, I really like my hair and my haircut.  I think it suits me, I like how it looks, and it makes me feel good!  It doesn’t get much better than that.

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