Brand New Pain.

“She’s not brand new anymore, she’s just another kid!” You love her more because she’s brand new and I’m not brand new anymore. Not brand new. That’s what my 5 yr old shouted as we drove home from Chapters where we left a toy behind because the line was too long. It took this moment…

Lessons in parenting. From my 4 yrs old???

Seriously? The words “who’s idea was it to have children, anyway” actually formulated in my brain and spilled out of my mouth to stun my husband. Forget the terrible twos. If you can leave town while your child is 3 and 4, DO IT. They talk back, they have opinions, they are RUDE, they are…

Wake Up Already.

I’ve been experiencing a reawakening. The sort that causes you to pause and notice yourself and your life a little bit. The kind that results in rediscovering past passions, interests, skills. I can’t say with definitiveness what ignited this awareness but I do think that Dan Millman’s The Sacred Journey has a lot to do…

A Government Baby Incentive

Would a government incentive convince you to have more children? If it means I get a mini van or a live-in, I’d say great! But it certainly wouldn’t convince me to go for a fourth!

She’s the Girl.

Me, I was the girl. I’ve been smiling since my friend introduced me that way. Actually, she is the mom of a friend of my daughters and until recently a parent at the same school as my girls. She is a warm, wonderful close acquaintance with whom I have friends in common but TODAY, when…

Ellen, I hear(t) you!

I am in love with a girl named Ellen who comments edits on my blog. I don’t know who she is and haven’t been able to reach her – but I love her. Thank you Ellen….if you’re reading this. A.

There’s No Morning Glory.

I know all the rules. 1. pick clothes out the night before and set them out. 2. have breakfast at least partially prepped the night before so that you have less to do in the morning 3. wake up before the kids so that you can get yourself together and your head together before your…

The laugh that healed the day.

Today’s post is an excerpt from a random and typical conversation that occurred this afternoon between a man and his wife. Specifically, my husband and his wife. “Did you just- poo?” “Yes.” “When?!” “When I went to the bathroom a moment ago.” “That fast?!” (really, he was incredulous) “Yeah, I don’t sit and hang out….

Cows are not steaks, mom!

As long as its edible Sienna is happy. She is young enough not to care about anything other than that she can eat it. All of it. An astounding amount of it for her size. Noosh on the other hand is aware that food has a source: trees. The ground. The supermarket. She knows apples…

stillness

everything today feels like it takes herculean effort. herculean. there is no pleasing me. don’t bother. don’t peak at me with that face you make to see if i’ll respond. I won’t. instead you’ll see my face contort to reveal the fury beneath my scarlet skin. just let me be. become helpfully invisible while I…

Versions.

“mine was a childhood spent in trees. ripped jeans and sappy skin that smelled of pine. i wonder where it went to, when it left me with this grown up body not so able yet quicker to bruise. today i went searching for childhood; setting out with intention for this most perfect climbing tree. i…