Desperately Seeking…

Although there is so much on my plate to fill my time, there is something missing altogether. Love? No. Fun? No. Sleep? Nope, I am even getting that (most weeks). It’s quiet – I have no quiet in my life.

I’m Tired

I’m tired but I am a working mother. I need to go to work. I need to parent my children. I need to get up, every single day. I need to be everything for everyone every day. So I keep getting up. I keep moving. I keep doing. I drink pots of coffee. Someday I won’t be so tired. Right?

Scouting: Then vs. Now

When my daughter was about 4 years old, I started to notice Facebook posts of friends with kids around her age and the activities they were signed up for. Ballet, soccer, swimming – you name it. I started wondering if we should be signing her up for an activity too.

A Mom’s Summer To-Do List

As I think about the things we have not done yet this summer or things we have started but not finished (like redoing the girls’ bedrooms or figuring out what to do with the crocked path on the side of our house)… the end of summer blues set in, and I realize I have two weeks to left to finish my summer bucket list. Not happening.

Accepting Myself and Cannonballs

It may seem like a small thing. Jumping into a crowded pool. But to me is was huge. All of me exposed. Cellulite and all. For everyone to see. Including the one person there who mattered: my daughter. She was the one that mattered. I don’t know why it took me so long to realize this.