Five Reasons to Have “One More Baby”

Posted by on Feb 16, 2014 in Uncategorized | 5 comments

One of the biggest lessons I have learned as a parent is that I cannot plan everything. Before I became a parent, I thought I would have two, maybe three, children, and I would space them out exactly three years apart and be done giving birth by age 33 — an age I deemed “right.” That decided, I read every parenting book, I talked to all my friends who were parents, and I spent hours scouring the Internet for everything I could find on parenting. Then I became a parent, and I found out that none of that preparation really mattered. Parenthood,...

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Five Inevitable, Slightly Harrowing Truths of Parenting

Posted by on Feb 4, 2014 in Uncategorized | 5 comments

I have four children. I have been a parent for over eleven years. That’s why I know that, like death and taxes, some things are certain in a parent’s life. Here are just five slightly harrowing but ultimately inevitable truths of parenting, from my experience — and if you have managed to escape these thus far, please don’t tell me. I want to believe that everyone is in the same body-fluid filled, Sharpie-markered boat that I am in, so don’t burst my bubble (and don’t jinx yourself). 1. You will be barfed,...

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28 Days of Play!

Posted by on Feb 3, 2014 in Uncategorized | 1 comment

This month, I’m participating in the 28 Days of Play project over at Rachel Cedar’s You Plus Two Parenting & Beyond the Basics site. Rachel asked 30+ writers to explore the idea of playing with our children –the honest truth. Do you do play with your children? Do you like to? How do you play with your kids? It should be an interesting array of answers, and all Rachel asked was that we be honest. Today is the kick-off for the project, starting off with a post from Dana Talusani, also known as The Kitchen Witch: Playing...

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When He Doesn’t Love Me

Posted by on Jan 20, 2014 in Uncategorized | 14 comments

“Have a good day,” I said as my firstborn stumbled out of the minivan door, significantly encumbered by a giant Jansport backpack loaded with textbooks and a lunchbox packed with my own hands. “I love you.” “I don’t love you,” he answered confidently, each word measured and punctuated by his eyes piercing mine. He slammed my passenger door and stalked off toward his friend awaiting him at the end of the sidewalk at our carpool drop-off, his exit less dramatic than he wished due to the way he had to...

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The Rocks in His Pockets

Posted by on Dec 28, 2013 in Uncategorized | 18 comments

The Rocks in His Pockets

They started appearing about a month or two ago by the handful. Every day, after school, my youngest son would show me when he hopped into the minivan and dropped his backpack into the backseat. “Mom, you will never guess what I found today!” They are all alike, the rocks he finds on a public elementary school playground in suburbia: white, generally nondescript, and sometimes, clearly, chunks of concrete. “Conglomerates!” he yelps with excitement. “This one might be limestone. I mean, maybe. Did you know chalk...

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The Most Wonderful Time of the Year. HA.

Posted by on Dec 22, 2013 in Uncategorized | 10 comments

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year. HA.

It’s December 22, and I am over it. All of it. I know how I am supposed to be feeling: jingle bells, peace love joy, white lights and warm fuzzies. I’m supposed to be counting my blessings instead of sheep and humming tunes about roasted chestnuts and getting excited about my annual chance to play Santa. I’m supposed to be cuddling on the couch with my kids watching Christmas movies and eating candy canes and whatnot. But I’m not. It’s Sunday night, and my kids have been out of school since Thursday. I’m...

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The Awakening

Posted by on Dec 18, 2013 in Uncategorized | 20 comments

I drove down the familiar street near my house, trying not to think about where I was going, yet searching the side of the road for the familiar sign. Funeral homes are those places that we pass by and see every day, but we try hard not to know exactly where they are. We try hard not to need to know where they are. I finally parked the car and stepped gingerly through the door. A friendly-looking man leapt from an armchair and directed me toward a guestbook, which I signed a little awkwardly before accepting the card with her name on it and a...

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Working Holidays

Posted by on Dec 12, 2013 in Uncategorized | 4 comments

Working Holidays

Confession: I really didn’t want to cook Thanksgiving dinner this year. I have managed to get out of cooking the meal the past two years. Two years ago, I was pregnant and barfing and just really didn’t feel like taking on the job. Somehow, I persuaded my brother and sister-in-law (who was, for real, nine months pregnant — but NOT barfing) to do it instead. Last year, I asserted myself and declared I was taking back Thanksgiving because I was just too overwhelmed to handle it. We had dinner at a nearby lakeside inn instead:...

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The HerStories Project

Posted by on Dec 2, 2013 in Uncategorized | 8 comments

The HerStories Project

“Ask any woman how she makes it through the day, and she may mention her calendar, her to-do lists, her babysitter. But if you push her on how she really makes it through her day, she will mention her girlfriends.” — Anna Quindlen, Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake I’m a fan of men; after all, I am raising three little ones. Men are awesome. But women — women are essential to me. It is true that without my girlfriends, I just wouldn’t make it. I am blessed with good, true friends, near and far, who quite literally keep...

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Head Over Heart

Posted by on Nov 25, 2013 in Uncategorized | 8 comments

Head Over Heart

The darker days of November have set in and settled hard in our house. We are deep into our school year, just past science fair projects and dioramas, with book reports and state-mandated testing still in front of us. Holidays and parties and birthdays and the tasks and busyness of ordinary life are taking up our days so that we barely breathe. Yet life keeps happening, busy or not — and the “busy” parts are not actually life. The boys outgrow their shoes. Their jeans don’t cover their ankles, and their T-shirts...

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