I was pregnant with my oldest son on Mother’s Day eighteen years ago. I hadn’t even felt his first kicks, but I knew I loved him. I couldn’t have known then how deeply that love would grow…
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My oldest son is just beginning his college search process. Countess opportunities await him and I’m hoping his college experience is much different than mine was.
I was raised in an angry family. My parents fought a lot. It was very clear to me at a young age that my mother disapproved of my father’s gambling, and my father disapproved of my mother’s close relationship with her siblings. There was not a lot of restraint when things got heated and family
My defining moments came in 1994 and 1999, when each of my sons celebrated becoming a Bar Mitzvah. The tradition of the Bar Mitzvah celebration is that it is the day when a boy becomes a man. At age 13, that was not exactly true for either of them, but for me, it was the
What a year! Lots of blessings – extraordinary blessings. My second son got married in September, to his long-time girlfriend, a woman we all love and admire. My nephew got married in December, to his long-time girlfriend, also a woman we all love and admire. Another nephew got engaged to HIS long-time girlfriend, another fabulous woman
First let me say I am a militant Mom o’ Boys. I love being the mother of sons, and get pretty frosted when people make comments about what they think I have missed by not having daughters. I had one former friend who invited me to come over to polish her baby daughter’s nails, as
Time to give thanks! I know how fortunate and blessed I am, and give thanks every day in my mind to whatever higher power has brought me this amazing life. But sometimes it’s good to say it out loud. I am thankful for (in no particular order): Healthy children who have grown up to be
I think everybody wants to feel that there are people in the world who really get them, who understand them deeply on every level. Not “Oh, you’re that cranky mom who is always complaining about something at daycare,” or “You’re always fighting authority.” That’s one-dimensional. We are all more than that. Who could ever imagine
I went to college at the University where Eniac was created. I didn’t get to use Eniac itself, but I did take a course in programming, using computers that still used mag cards. My project was to get the computer to write a poem, using random lines. I quickly realized I had to write several
I am every mother. I am a mother of one, two, or three, or more. I am a mother of multiples. I am a new mother. I am a pregnant mother. I am a working mother or a stay at-home mother. I am inspired by all the moms I see on a daily basis. I
