Dear Second Kid…

Jul 25, 2014 by

Dear Second Kid,

One day, a couple years down the road, you’ll google (or whatever the kids are using those days) your mom’s name and find this blog post. By the time you do this, you’ll likely have asked yourself why your sister has a baby book completely filled out with pictures and trinkets, the bigger bedroom, even her own logo on t-shirts and signs and maybe even more toys.  And you have… a handful of pictures in a box.

Why, dear, the answer is simple.

I love her more.*

OK, fine. I love you both the same amount. And I totally swear that’s not a load of crap. Because I hear you – I always thought parents secretly had favorites but that’s really, really not true. I swear. Really. Well, at least for right now as I write this because you’re one. And it’s hard to not love a one-year old who doesn’t talk back.

Kindness & My Three-Year-Old

Jul 22, 2014 by

I had an interesting moment of discovery a few weeks ago. My daughter attends in-home daycare, a place she absolutely loves. Often times they go for an afternoon walk and each day that I pick her up she gives me something new that she collected for me on her walk. Sometimes it’s leaves, sometimes it’s flowers and other times it’s just a random assortment of nature related things.

At first I would hold on to what she gave me but then as this continued to happen Monday through Friday I was kind of getting annoyed. I know that sounds crazy to say when your child is doing a nice gesture but she was really intense about making SURE I put my nature gifts in the car and my car was getting even messier than it already is. I never told her to not collect things for me – it was an internal issue on my part, a silly one in retrospect.

My Bathing Suit Insecurities

Jul 16, 2014 by

I’ve got to admit something. I tend to tell people that I don’t really like the beach and deflect all invitations to do something requiring that I put on a bathing suit. Yes, I bared my stomach for the internet to see but my challenges with accepting and appreciating my body haven’t gone away. I’ve wondered, fairly often, if my fear of being seen publicly in a bathing suit is impacting my ability to give my daughter all the joys of childhood.

She’s been to the beach just a handful of times and each time we’ve gone I’ve had a hard time really enjoying being there with her because I’m always so uncomfortable in my skin. I’d much rather go to the park, playground, farm or anywhere else that doesn’t require me squeezing into a bathing suit.

The Terrible Threes? Not My Son! {Or so I thought}

Jul 9, 2014 by

I was warned.  My friends told me.  All the blogs and parenting websites contained endless articles on the subject:  The Terrible Threes.  Everyone said the “Terrible Twos” are nothing compared the “Terrible Threes”.  Well, not my sweet baby, I thought.  The gentle little boy who caresses my face and tells me “I love you Mommy, we’re best friends” will never go through “that” stage.  Sure, he has his moments; he gets cranky once in a while, but terrible?  Not my Jack.

Then he turned three.  And guess what?  It turns out my sweet, gentle boy does not in fact defy all odds.  Suddenly, my good boy was throwing his toys at me.  Demanding he wants milk: NOW.   Give Mommy a hug?  No way!  Take a bath without protest?  Impossible!  Hold my hand in the parking lot?  Never!


I have applesauce on my fingers and you’re not cleaning it fast enough!

Momfession: I Don’t Enjoy Imaginative Play

Jun 19, 2014 by

As a kid I loved using my imagination. I loved playing with my barbies and doing things like creating cool cardboard houses for them. I loved doing stuff like playing “school” with my friends. Some of my favorite childhood memories are of times when I just let my imagination run wild.

So imagine my surprise that one of my least favorite things to do with my own child is imaginative play.

Take her out to a new-to-us playground? YES!

Have to play dress up for the millionth time while she dictates to me exactly what she wants me to do? Not my favorite.

Head to the pet store after picking her up from daycare to say hi to the dogs in doggy day care and the kittens? YES!

Play “picnic” on her bed with her stuffed animals? Not my favorite.

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