Despite my attempts to exercise regularly the effort was simply not enough. I was not happy of the body I stared at every day and I was so tired of being mentally wrung out. I needed an outlet and I needed a change. So now, I kickbox.
Tag: working mother
This month our family had a scare.
I’ve always been a pretty organized adult. My late twenties were probably the height of my organizational skills. I had a paper planner with each dinner, vacation, social event and (frequent) gym visit highlighted. As I turned thirty and my first child was born things started heading downhill, if only slightly. I returned to work
My youngest daughter started kindergarten this fall and it has not been easy. I’m not sure if it has been more difficult for her or for me but, regardless, September was filled with tears. Last spring I wrote a bit about why we weren’t ready for kindergarten. My youngest daughter radiates pure joy and happiness
I have been a working mother for almost thirteen years. I know the hardest parts of parenting may still be in front of me. I also know I have fought through some pretty difficult times already. My first real challenge as a working mother came six weeks into motherhood. I am a school-based speech-language pathologist
The age-old conversations about development goes something like this: “I am so proud of my daughter she is walking by 8 months!” “My son can already crawl” “I swear my baby started smiling at 6 hours” As new moms it is not hard to feel proud if your child hits a milestone, but what I
It is that time again ladies! It is mid year review time. I personally have never been a huge fan of reviews. I understand why we have them and why they are important but nonetheless I get weirded out by flashing my accomplishments and of course my shortcomings on paper to talk about over and over again. As I
Can I tell you ladies why I am so freaking happy right now that I could scream?! I am literally beaming from ear to ear. Take a guess? Did I win the Lottery? NOPE Did I get a promotion at work? NOPE Did I suddenly lose 20 pounds by eating ice cream? I WISH! No
“MOOOMMMMM can I have some ice cream?” whines my two and a half-year old one bright early morning. “No Max you cannot have ice cream at 8 am…” This is the moment you see my toddler take three steps to the right and plant his big blue eyes in front of my husband. “DAAAAADDDD can
There are mornings when I wake up, change from my pajamas directly into sweats, throw on some mascara for…who??…and fix my daughter her breakfast. And watch morning cartoons. And struggle to get my obstinate toddler to get dressed or get out the door or do anything. It makes me long for heels and dress pants and
