I had to put myself in time out. It had been one of those days. You know, the ones where it seems nothing will ever satisfy your kids? Where you haven't had a single uninterrupted minute to pee or eat or take a breath? My husband was not home so I was alone, frustrated and … Continue reading Time Out for Mommy
It was summertime, and my daughter was about 8 months old. We were in the checkout line at the grocery store. My baby was dressed something like this: She wasn't wearing shoes because...well...she couldn't yet walk and it was summertime! An older woman in front of me in line was making cute faces at my … Continue reading Oh No, Baby! Where Are Your Shoes?
It was bedtime. My daughter was playing on her bed as I held her baby brother. He started to fuss, and as I turned my attention away from her to soothe him, BAM! I turned back around and my daughter was screaming. It was the kind of crying where you are so upset you can't … Continue reading Her Bruised Face and My Bruised Ego
Miscarriage is not something that was supposed to happen to me. I don't mean that I have some magical uterus or perfect eggs that prevent miscarriage. It was always just this far away, intangible concept. I knew it happened. I just never thought it was something that would happen to me. My daughter was just … Continue reading My Darkest Teacher: I Had a Miscarriage
This is Day 1 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge. Feel free to join me by writing about a lesson you learned the hard way. Post a link in the comments below and I'll be sure to read and comment. You've probably heard the saying a million times: Everyone is a perfect parent until … Continue reading A Lesson Learned the Hard Way