It's not healthy, and it's not realistic, but I constantly worry that my kids will end up really hurt, or worse. That some freak accident will happen and my kids will be gone forever. I like to think that I'm a good mom. I'm capable of keeping my children fed, healthy, happy and safe. But … Continue reading What Keeps Me Up At Night
Isn't it funny how differently you see your mom after you become a mom yourself? It's like a magic door to some elite, secret club has been opened, and you realize your mother has been there all along, running the show. Sometimes I lose my patience with my kids, but then I realize I was … Continue reading My Mom, My Idol
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
Today I'm supposed to write about the kindness of strangers (this is for my 30 day writing challenge - feel free to join in if you like). I'm not sure what it says about me that nothing comes to mind when I try to think of a meaningful experience of kindness from a stranger. I don't … Continue reading Random Acts of Kindness
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?