Trying to write when you haven’t slept is almost pointless. I talk myself out of almost every idea I have because I can’t form coherent thoughts when speaking to my children — much less form a thought and write it down with correct spelling. Especially after a night of a baby wide awake mad-crying for… Continue reading Introducing the Zombie Mom series
As a new mom of four the most major life change I’ve found is that I’m not operating at 100% anymore. Not that I ever was, really, but whatever level of energy I had with say, 3 kids (including twin BOYS) is even less now. Now, my every step has to be calculated — searching… Continue reading My everyday crossroads. Which way would you go?
I’ve been a parent now for approximately 6 and 1/2 years. If I worked in an industry or sat down at a desk anywhere for 6 and 1/2 years, I would be considered a veteran – a loyalist – perhaps even an expert in my particular position. Yet with parenting, it feels like I start… Continue reading 3 Magical Tips That Reduce the Friction (and Complaining) In Our Home
As I faintly saw my daughter in the distance running toward a vault to jump high onto some mats, I wondered if I could get out there and join her 6 year old gymnastics class. Not because I want to get back to the basics of gymnastics, but because one of my boys was having… Continue reading We Can Only Hold It Together So Long
The days can become ordinary and bland when we lose sight of the importance and value in each one. We can easily start throwing some sardines into the oatmeal when we let bitterness linger. We can toss some soured milk into the bowl when we start comparing our lives to someone else’s only.
Over 10 years ago I was a barista working at Starbucks about to take on my first “have I actually made it?!” job as an editor for Neiman Marcus (…wait for it…) catalogs. I made sure the little letter that describes the item you want matched the actual picture of it. It was a relatively… Continue reading Motivated by food.
Well, confession. Toddlers are not my jam. Newborns, nursing infants, high-chair-bound babies, early toddlers who I can dress with no resistance, and preschoolers in school – these are my favorite kind of kids. And by favorite, of course I mean, the most manageable. Interaction that demands my attention and strategy is not my jam. Give… Continue reading To Shepherd or Shout: My quest toward good parenting grows more complex