Before my boys were born, I read about the importance of bonding. Without it, I could risk scarring them for life. I have to admit, the first few weeks of carrying around my first son, an 8lb 7oz bundle for hours every day, I thought, “This bonding is a lot of work!” ...
“I DO NOT GET PAID ENOUGH FOR THIS JOB!” I exclaim as I get up from my makeshift office at the dining room table. That’s how powerful I am, no real office, just a portable laptop. Only the size of my “desk” seems ominous except I sit at the corner of the table instead...
Wednesdays are my favorite day of the week right now. The only hard commitment in my day, besides the morning fire drill of making breakfasts and lunches for my teens, are guitar lessons for my youngest son. At 3 o’clock, I battle the high school parking lot to pick...
The last time I fixed something was yesterday morning. I changed two light bulbs in the ceiling. This probably doesn’t sound like much but if I didn’t do it, we would still be cutting carrots in the shadows or knocking pictures off the walls as we made our way...
Some days, it’s just gotta be: Mom sleeps. I’m ignoring all responsibilities except driving my son to a practice ACT test. And to notify my blog-challenge cheerleaders, I’m here, but dragging. My bed has never been so welcoming and warm. You know you need it when just...
I was sick last week but nobody in my family took me seriously. It’s like I said, “Hey guys! It’s Tuesday.” Life goes on. I tried to imagine what they saw in the 36 hour window of my illness. Probably nothing since they are blind to stacks...
