I’ve Been Giving My Threenager a Bad Rap

  Today my three year old self-reflected for the first time in her life. Or, maybe she didn’t. But for the first time ever, she shared her self-reflection with me. That – for sure – is true. That’s the amazing thing about having kids. You get to witness their first-evers and those first-evers last……forever? I don’t know the expiration date on that but while it … Continue reading I’ve Been Giving My Threenager a Bad Rap

Their Pull

Boy and girl, though young and immature, both recognized Their Pull. Pulling like an electric current around a giant loop.  A tingly, weighty, attraction. Attracting them towards each other – their hands, their hips, their hearts.   Hearts and bodies aged, and the older they grew, the stronger Their Pull. Pulling them with a sharp yank if they tried to push back. Back to back … Continue reading Their Pull

Dear Husband, You’re The Perfect Dad, Even if You Don’t Know Where We Keep the Children’s Shampoo.

My husband is the perfect partner – both as my companion in marriage and my teammate in parenting. He is my other half. My knight in shining armor. The man of my dreams. He’s my favorite. What some imagine when they hear me say this is that he regularly loads the dishwasher or consistently folds mounds of laundry. Some might think he regularly bathes our … Continue reading Dear Husband, You’re The Perfect Dad, Even if You Don’t Know Where We Keep the Children’s Shampoo.

Think Suicide is Selfish? Here’s Why You’ve Got it Wrong.

It has happened again, and it will keep on happening, it seems, no matter what we try to do to prevent it. Another suicide hitting close to home. Unfortunately, when suicides occur there are some people who blame the victim. There are many who lash out in anger at the one who caused others pain by taking their own life. It’s understandable to be angry … Continue reading Think Suicide is Selfish? Here’s Why You’ve Got it Wrong.

Stay With Me – Ignoring That Pile of Dishes In My Sink

Last week I felt like I was constantly rushing. Rushing downstairs when I woke up to make the coffee and get myself ready. Rushing to rouse the girls and help them get dressed and brush their hair. Rushing out the door and heading to daycare drop-off – making sure I pulled into the parking lot precisely at 7:15. I knew I had a one minute … Continue reading Stay With Me – Ignoring That Pile of Dishes In My Sink

How Parenting and Being in a Gang Are Basically the Same

They sport their affiliation with their clothing or jewelry. Is their necklace hand-crafted from organic seed beads? Does it boast a little silver Tiffany tag? Or is it made from the macaroni noodles a toddler strung together? It’s a little more subtle, but it’s similar to spying a colored bandana or a tattooed area code on a forearm. They’ve got territory that’s theirs and territory that isn’t. … Continue reading How Parenting and Being in a Gang Are Basically the Same

Please Don’t Move to Canada

Please. I know you’re feeling shocked, hurt, angry, fearful, devastated and disgusted. Or maybe you’re just feeling numb right now, but you know those raw emotions are there, lurking beneath the outer shell that seems to have solidified around your skin, protecting you the way a spore protects itself when it finds itself in an uninhabitable environment. Please. I know you’ve been on that Canadian … Continue reading Please Don’t Move to Canada

I’m Ten Pounds Overweight and I Cannot Be Bothered to Even Try to Lose Those Stupid Extra Pounds

I used to care, you guys. I used to REALLY care about my thighs. And sometimes my arms. If they weren’t as toned or as thin as I thought they ought to be, it really ruined my mood. I wasted a lot of good years being moody about a lot of stupid things, one of the biggies being my body. I’ve reached the point where I … Continue reading I’m Ten Pounds Overweight and I Cannot Be Bothered to Even Try to Lose Those Stupid Extra Pounds