This fucking hip. Four years ago I had hip surgery for a torn labrum, and while that issue was corrected, I’ve been pretty much in a post-surgical nightmare ever since. A new problem immediately emerged, nerve pain that runs down the front of my thigh – and I’ve been getting the run around for the last four years – juggling hip surgeons, physical therapists, osteopathic … Continue reading Comfortably Numb
I can’t even believe this is true, but I’ve been blogging for 6 years now. SIX! I realize this type of statement is the kind of things people (like me) start to say at a certain age when time suddenly starts flying by at record speed and they can’t believe the cashier at the register didn’t even card them when they bought wine and, even … Continue reading The SECRET REASON I’ve been a half-assed blogger all of these years.
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
Baby Grouch is still small but she isn’t really a baby anymore. She pretends she is a waitress and asks, “What would you like today?” and she says, “This is my coffee.” as she takes a swig of milk from her sippy cup. She “reads” her favorite books – We’re Going on a Bear Hunt and Baby Giggles and Brown Bear, Brown Bear. She’s heard them … Continue reading A Fading Heart
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
Dear Second Child, Yes, the first child has so many photos. So many intricate descriptions in the baby book. So many mementos. So many journal and blog posts oohing and awwing over them. As the second, you might feel a little neglected. Where are my eight million photos categorized by month? Where’s my blog post about the first coo or the first “Mama!” or the first taste of a … Continue reading Don’t Worry, Second Child. I Love You, Too.
There’s this thing called face blindness. Some people have it, and it makes it really hard for them to recognize others, even those they interact with often. Face blindness can compromise the ability to form lasting friendships or positive networking connections because a lot of people aren’t aware this exists, so it just seems weird when someone doesn’t say hi to you or notice you when … Continue reading Human Light-Brites
There were so many people at my high school graduation party that June. I remember feeling surprised by how many there were, family members, friends, neighbors. I had the same feeling at my sixteenth birthday party. I didn’t understand why all those people were there to celebrate something I found so insignificant. I understand, now, as a parent, that the people weren’t just celebrating ME, … Continue reading So Lucky To Have Known Him
I am the luckiest lady in the world. I am healthy and happy and my biggest concerns are 100% of the first world variety. My problems are of the luxurious sort; my grief is the easy kind of grief. But no matter how much I believe that my grief is silly or my grief is selfish or my grief is self-indulgent, my grief doesn’t care. I can squash it down for … Continue reading Not a Whole Heart
I liked how they looked on her, those creases. Wrinkles curved around her mouth when she smiled…and when she didn’t. You could see her former struggles etched across her face and you could see her former joys crisscrossed on top of those. Aging, for her, was like the kind of weathering a sailor experiences – skin externally leathered from the Sun, but innards robust and healthy from the … Continue reading One of Those Beautiful People