Tag: mothering

“Being a Mother” Versus “The Practice of Mothering”

  As I descended the staircase of my office building yesterday, a thought popped into my head about the work I do.  I’m usually inclined to say “I’m a lawyer” when someone asks me what I do for a living, where I work, what I do for work, etc.  I let that three-word descriptor marinate

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Full heart

Until I had my daughter I never knew what people meant when they said their heart was full. Sure, I’ve known love and happiness, and joy, to where I’ve been more content than I thought possible, but in the moment of my daughter’s birth…my heart filled and swelled and stretched to a point I could

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Focusing on me

I’m having a rough day today. I’m in a funk and I wasn’t sure I could pinpoint the reason. But if I’m being honest with myself I think it’s because I miss my daughter. I should be welcoming these hours I get today (and, most of the time, do) that I’m not with her because

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Continuing Education

This week I attended a CPR recertification course required to keep my coaching credentials in good standing. I’m also required over the years to keep up with my continuing education credits to ensure that I’m up to date on the latest information affecting my job. But where’s my education for my most important job, the

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It’s the Most Important Job I’ll Ever Do. But I’m the Judge of That – Not You.

Things have been crazy busy with me.  Between scoping out potential office space for my practice, keeping up with client phone calls and emails, trying to remember to bill people for my time (I have this thing about taking people’s money!  It feels so weird!), and keeping house and home with two little ones, the

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The Unpopular Choice

At the end of the school year everything goes on hyper-speed. In the eight week period between Spring Break and the end of the term, there are a multitude of school-sponsored events, both during the day and after school – School Pride Week, Field Day, the Ice Cream Social, the Art Fair, the Spring Music

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Hitting my mommy stride

Now that my daughter is right around the corner from two years old, I’m pretty sure I’ve got this mommy thing worked out.   Hahahahahahaha that’s a lie because no one ever figures this stuff out. But I can say, I think I’ve hit something of a stride – a certain comfort level, at least

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