You guys! It’s been way too long! I have to tell you, for a while now I’ve been thinking my blogging days might be over. I… Read more “Since I’ve Been Gone”
In a month my oldest son will be heading to Boston to begin his freshman year of college. It’s time to let my baby go and it’s… Read more “Packing for College: 2019 v. 1990”
Be a cookie baking, book reading, lullaby singing, attachment mommy AND down a beer while letting the curse words fly. Hold my children to high standards AND… Read more “Things I Can Do At The Same Time”
The road to dog rescue is paved with the 3 Bs: Bugs, Barf, and Bites, and I’ve had my share of them all. Date night with Karen… Read more “The people who you meet in dog rescue”
I follow a writer who recently lost her husband after a vicious but tragically short fight with cancer. I will not share her name or all of… Read more “Can I Do This Alone?”
My children’s first day back to school went off without a hitch this year. Days two and three? Not so much. The following words might help explain…”emergency… Read more “Back to School Light Blues”
We’ve all heard the African adage “It takes a village to raise a child.” It has taken an unfortunate turn of events to remind me that I need to thank the people in my children’s village and tell them how much they mean to us.
We all know vacations are a lot of work for parents. We did it all. Packing, organizing, schlepping, baby wearing, comforting, mediating, planning and plan-b’ing, but you know what I did most of all? I breastfed my baby all over Disney World. I mean it too. Holly got feedings and extra-feedings…
But, then I found myself fallen from a treadmill at 9:45 at night with bruised and battered legs. “Jerry, HELP!”
Sometimes during a stressful day, week or quarter we (moms) doubt why we work. There are a lot of easy answers (the personal fulfillment, money, human interaction, and more), yet, while home on an extended maternity leave I have discovered another reason why being a working mom is a good thing.