“It takes a village.”
“The days are long, but the years are short.”
“He’ll grow out of it.”
“Life will never be the same.”
“Enjoy the little things. One day you’ll realize they were the big things.”
“Boys will be boys.”… Read More 5 Truths and a Lie – Parenting cliché edition
“It takes a village.”
The haze of the baby and toddler years is behind me. As much as I sometimes miss a baby to nuzzle, I’m absolutely thrilled to have moved on to the next phase of parenthood. While the majority of my close friends are in this same stage with me (and some are even farther in since they… Read More The Beauty of Parenting Older Children
Dear Self at… Age 2: You’re so proud that mommy hung that ornament you made. It’ll be a few more years before you realize she hung it on the back of the tree. Don’t judge – 30 years from now, you’ll be throwing away your kids’ artwork when they aren’t looking. Age 5: Your kindergarten teacher IS… Read More Things I’d Tell My Younger Self
If you happen to catch me driving to work on a typical Monday morning, chances are you saw the real me. The one who drives her kids to school in hot rollers. Yes I am THAT mom. I do take them out before walking into work. I’m not that crazy. But it seems no matter HOW… Read More Crazy Mom in Hot Rollers (Otherwise Known As Morning Rush Hour…)
Some years ago, I was on the phone with my friend Joanna from Philly. As she filled me in on goings on at her office, in the background I could hear her boxer, Bella, making trouble. It sounded like paper was being shredded and Bella was alternately play-growling and victory-barking. Joanna continued her update, undeterred, weaving in… Read More Living out loud
In honor of back to school week, we have been taking our girls out for ice cream EVERY SINGLE NIGHT FOR SEVEN DAYS STRAIGHT. Yes, you heard correctly. Part of it is not wanting summer to end, and enjoying every last minute of it, and part of it is because, well, I really like ice… Read More Ice Cream. You Scream. And I’m not giving it up…
Many parents come to a place of reflection where they look back at their child-raising adventures thus far and consider their defining moment, or moments, in parenthood. In my case, it only hit me that I had arrived here upon letting go of the notion that I needed to have such a defining moment. Being… Read More My Defining Moment As a Parent Was One of Non-Definition
My New Year’s resolution is to stop worrying. My worrying has grown to such an extent that it is making me miserable and annoying those around me. Intellectually, I know it is a waste of time and energy to worry. I freely admonish others not to do so. But I’m really having trouble breaking this… Read More Don’t Worry. Be Happy!
Ahh what a glorious Memorial Day weekend it has been! The weather is gorgeous, I have eaten a ton of guiltful foods (totally just made up a word), and I had lots of quality family time. One of the things I had been looking forward to most about this weekend was that my brother and… Read More When Did I Become So Boring?
It occurs to me sometimes that I am meandering through life still trying to figure things out in my mid-thirties, the age at which I had always assumed I would be finished with figuring out all the things. It pains me, at these times, to consider the fact that I am dragging my poor kids… Read More When Motherhood Feels Like a Dress Rehearsal for the Real Thing