The free will of a teenager
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Today I was driving by a high-school just after 3:30pm. All of the students have to be out of the school by 3:30pm due to Covid protocol. There was a group of about 10-15 kids standing in a small group talking and laughing together, on the sidewalk, in front of the school. I am pretty sure they were not waiting for their bus (because of where they were standing) and I am also fairly certain all these kids were not in the same “cohort”. A year ago I would not have given thi
"Don't wish your days away."
I was cleaning bottles and pump attachments in 2016 for the zillionth time. She was washing dishes. I was overtired, cranky, over-burdened with the minute annoying tasks of parenting a baby, completely unable to crack a smile at the time, she was being patient, wise, and non-judgemental. Because that's who she was, even when it was really hard and people really sucked. And as I finished what I was doing I said "ugh, I can't wait until this craziness is over, constantly pumpin
Milestones: don't let yourself get caught up!
* A re-post, as a reminder that nothing in parenting goes by the book!!!! New moms, this one’s for you. My 9 month old, he doesn’t crawl. He slithers. He uses one leg to push him along and the other to steer. I don’t remember, or care, what my first son did at 9 months. I care that my younger guy gets himself around, is happy, and just pulled himself up to stand a couple of weeks ago on the ottoman. Way to go little buddy! I can tell you though, there was extreme anxiety abou
This is the face I'm going to picture...
It’s a long hard slog back to yourself after having kids. Let’s be honest, do we ever make it back? No of course not, not really. The reasons why are obvious and yet it’s oh so easy to tear ourselves up trying to. It’s funny because the mental changes are so permanent that it’s completely futile to think your brain can go back to what it was before having kids given all that has changed. So why is it that with our bodies the same rules don’t apply? ‘Tighten it back up!’ one o
I never thought I would have to have this conversation with my 5-year old
We’ve all seen and heard stories of the most horrific and traumatizing thing that could happen to a child: molestation. Even the thought of it is stomach churning. I know I went into motherhood with a healthy fear of it, sure, but a confidence that I would have the spidey sense to know if a certain situation seemed off. No, thankfully…to my knowledge my daughter has never been molested but I did have to have a conversation with her so much earlier than I ever intended to abou
Crisis of a career woman
When I started working, I was fresh out of university. I very badly wanted to be well liked in the workplace and be successful at my job. I had a very entry level job with not a lot of expectations, but I worked for a huge company and I was blown away by how interesting every aspect of my new workplace seemed. The people, the sheer size of it, I had so much to learn. I came in early, I stayed late, I didn’t ask for any extra payment by doing so. I was learning the ropes, netw
A Terrifying Reminder
Knowing what to do in a crisis is something that you hope you never have to know how to do. Yes of course it’s crucial to be prepared but it’s like one of those things in high school that you learn but unless you encounter a situation where you’ll need it, it’s likely to slip right back out of your brain….like algebra. As a mom I was most concerned about safety protocol when my children were infants and young toddlers because all of the new things they are learn at a rapid fa
Are you about to lose your mind?
**I wrote this post over a year ago, but I still read it once and a while to remind myself of the message. Before a vacation with my hubby sans-children that I so badly needed, I was coming to the end of my rope sanity-wise. Between birthing my second babes in January (then promptly going back to work about one minute later), dealing with some very crazy post-birth health issues, having some more health issues in the fall, losing one of the most important women in my life, mo
I was ok...until I wasn't
Just over 6 months ago, we welcomed sweet little miss L into our family. She is a spitting image of me, and she looks so much like my Mom’s side of the family, especially my Nan. I had a really close and special relationship with my Nan, so seeing some of her in my daughter is amazing. It’s been incredible watching her grow and change so much over the past few months. She has completed our family, and I can’t imagine our life without her in it. For the first two weeks followi
Why do they make me do it? First of all...let’s go back in time. My mom was a yelly Mom. We were constantly doing things that pissed her off…’Pick this up, put this stuff away, stop fighting’. It was one of her shining accomplishments..having the endurance to continue to put us in our place when we were unruly, which was all the fucking time apparently. I find myself being...THE EXACT SAME. All I do, most hours of the day is look around my house at all of the stuff scattered
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