They Are Just Children.

Jul 20, 2015 by

I love my children fiercely. I squeeze them tight and kiss them hard. I expect them to be perfect, because in my eyes they are. Parenting is never done. Human development is never done. I know all too well that I am a work in progress myself. I can make mistakes, I can hurt people, I can make selfish decisions. I don’t know why I feel I’ve failed my children as a mother when they do the same. I have to remind myself, they are just children. It’s not an excuse for not teaching them better, but it is a comfort to know they will learn.

Don’t pull the dog’s tail.
– Gut Reaction/Freak Out: Why would they want to hurt an animal? Will they become psychopaths?
– Reality: I know they love their dog, usually treat her well and love to have her company in the morning as they are getting ready for school. They don’t understand that playing rough can hurt and scare animals. They are just children.

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Navigating Abuse

Jul 13, 2015 by

My inaugural blog post here was going to be an introduction to my life as a mom who is disabled and sometimes works, sometimes can’t, and who sometimes has a funny story to share about trying to chase small children from a wheelchair. But something is weighing on my heart, and I think it’s worth talking about. Baby Aaden lost his life last week, allegedly at the hands of his suicidal father, after his mother attempted and failed to get a protective order renewed for herself and her baby in the Middletown court system.

We will never know if that renewal would have saved Baby Aaden, and I have no doubt that the judge involved in his case is heartbroken.

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Kids, Kindness & Mother’s Day

May 18, 2015 by

This past Mother’s Day several of our writers embarked on our second Mother’s Day kindness challenge with their kids. We attached some of our hug statements to beautiful roses donated to us by our friends at Whole Foods in West Hartford Center, and each went out to different locations where our children handed out flowers to moms. I’ve done this many times with my daughter (on random days, not just Mother’s Day) and each time I am completely struck at how deeply a simple act of kindness touches people. I think it’s so important to teach kids about kindness and it’s never too early to start.

Here’s my girl talking about how being kind to people makes her feel (took this video right before we set out for Mother’s Day):

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The One Thing I Really Needed For Mother’s Day

May 13, 2015 by

A few weeks ago my husband asked what I wanted for Mother’s Day.  Oh that’s right!  I get to celebrate Mother’s Day!  Even though this will be my third Mother’s Day, it still comes as somewhat of a surprise that it’s now my day too.  But a day that’s all about me?  Yeah, I could get used to that.  So, what did I want?  What did I want?  Hmm, how much time do you have?  I want a day at the spa, that new book I read a review of the other day, a professional house cleaning, a gourmet dinner, a David Yurman bracelet, a bottle of Cakebread Cabernet Sauvignon, a pair of Christian Louboutins…what?  Am I getting carried away?

 

Ok, ok.  Back it up girlfriend.  There will always be things I WANT.  But what did I NEED?

 

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The Little Things that Become the Big Things

Apr 15, 2015 by

Inspirational Internet Meme says:  “Appreciate the Little Things”

I say:  “I have been up since 3:18am with a baby who’s been sick on and off (but more on) for six months.  I am too freakin’ TIRED to appreciate anything.  I have laundry piled to the ceiling, a to-do list five pages long and I just found three-day old macaroni and cheese stuck to my floor at the same time I noticed I’m out of paper towels.  I don’t have TIME to appreciate the little things.”

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This morning as I was downing my third cup of coffee, questioning if I put on deodorant, I came across an article about a Florida woman who wrote her own obituary and at the end she wrote: “I was born; I blinked; and it was over.” 

Whoa. 

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