I worry about getting lost. About wasting my “good” years and having nothing to show for it. I worry that my kids will suck all the life out of me. That I’ll only live out a fraction of my potential. (I worry about whether Wendy’s chicken nuggets have ground-up chicken beaks in them too. I …
Category Archives: Motherhood
a season of waiting
It’s currently 7:10pm on Friday night. Clara and Porter, who still have tomato sauce on the corners of their mouths, are sitting at my feet engrossed in (the same exact episode that we always watch of) Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I remember when Henry was little and watching Finding Nemo over and over and over and …
on any wednesday afternoon
On any Wednesday afternoon, I am easily found. Just find Henry and you’ll find me. Like two old souls, we’re usually watching a biographical documentary together on the couch. Today we learned about Usain Bolt and his remarkable feats. There are no snacks. No phones. No tablets. Nothing to distract from this togetherness. We rush …
rambly mcrambleson
I have nothing particularly important or insightful to share today. I just wanted to sit down between tasks and type and ramble. To feel my thoughts spurt out through my fingertips and crowd a space other than my head. Because it gets crazy crowded up in there sometimes; eventually pouring out either my mouth (through …
{vlog} how do i do it all??
I’ve apparently done a pretty good job of misleading you all into thinking I’m Wonder Woman. (That’s a costume that typically reserved for the bedroom). When I asked for vlog topics a few weeks ago, I had several of you ask the same question: “HOW DO YOU DO IT ALL?” Ummm….I laughed when I read …
why it’s ok to sit this one out, mama
I’m busy. You’re busy. We’re all so busy. And are we any better for it??? The things. The schedule. Do they make us better?? Do the tasks ENRICH our lives?? Sometimes, yes. But not always (and more and more I’m finding usually not). I was talking recently with a friend about her family’s Summer schedule. …