I want to give my kids the world. Every parent does, the good ones deep down inside. It's built into our "I want to be a parent" DNA. But adults live in the world, while children live in a world (at least for a while) that their parents create for them. Children haven't learned about… Continue reading The fun expense
A week of Saturdays
Today is Saturday. The real Saturday, not a Wednesday-Saturday or a Friday-Saturday. It’s actually Saturday. Which means it’s mommy’s sleep in day! First day of break was last Friday, and we were already in Bainbridge with Bob’s parents. We went out a day early because the weather forecasts became even more foreboding by the afternoon… Continue reading A week of Saturdays
Jinks Daycare
Before we had kids, Bob and I said we wanted three- more than two and less than four. Any more than 4 sounded insane. But the transition from one kid to two was enough that the third child was nixed. I even had an “in the belly name” ready- Charlotte’s was Charlemagne, Paige was Attila,… Continue reading Jinks Daycare
Man power
Every time I think “I should go blog about that,” I turn around and forget in that half second. Why? I like “talking” about my life in this way. At least for the funny stuff I do. That’s what my life feels like now- funny. It’s not funny in the moment but it is later… Continue reading Man power
My Voice
I am a mom of children who were small and are constantly growing and pushing the boundaries of what I want to control. I am a widow of a man who died of cancer before we were old. I was a wife who always doubted her ability to be a "good wife" because I would… Continue reading My Voice
Allergies
I have never been the cool kid. I was always the kid in the back, with glasses and braces and an ill-advised perm or funky haircut. I don't mind that people are in front of me. I want to be in the light but not front and center. That's a lot of pressure, right? I'm… Continue reading Allergies
Girls and Boys
I have a system when it comes to my four "children." Two girls, both human, and when I yell "GIRLS!" they know I'm referring to both of them. Two boys, labradors, and when I yell "BOYS!" they know (or at least sense), I'm talking to them. My friend got a new puppy, another labrador, and… Continue reading Girls and Boys
Rant space Safe space
I’ve been editing. I’ve been coming over essays and creating content and not posting anything. It has to be perfect. It has to be understandable. It has to be relatable. It’s exhausting. I love it. But I need to keep up this space too, my space to let loose and barely edit and let my… Continue reading Rant space Safe space
Residual Covid
April started with Charlotte's birthday. How is she 7??? I remember the night before she was born, laying in bed with my gigantic belly pushing into Bob's side of the bed as we held hands on top of it. She would kick him in the stomach through my skin, making him laugh and begrudgingly stay… Continue reading Residual Covid
3 years from “Home”
I've been thinking about what I want to do tomorrow, to distract me from how I'll feel. Fill my day with activities so I don't have time to think, or schedule nothing so I can lay on the couch with sleeping dogs? I know Bob's around, after 3 years I've learned to at least see… Continue reading 3 years from “Home”
Solo Mom of Tiny & Loud Dragons 