On becoming who I am…

I became a mother nearly 12 years ago. I honestly can't believe it's been that long, most days. How is she almost 12? How am I almost 46? Time is weird. I still feel 35 most days, but these kids keep getting older which means I am also getting older. Apparently. I remember when I … Continue reading On becoming who I am…

On the daily grind…

I think sometimes the world gets confused when moms say they're tired or just done or "just can't mom today". People think it sounds like we're whining or that we wish we hadn't had children. But there's a huge difference between not always enjoying being a mom and not enjoying motherhood. Being a mom is … Continue reading On the daily grind…

On cleaning in retrospect…

It’s interesting thinking about how I grew up v. how my kids are growing up. There seem to be some pretty stark differences, but when i step back, there are a lot of odd similarities as well. Chores is a big one. I don’t like assigning chores to our girls. I want them to help … Continue reading On cleaning in retrospect…

On doing what I want…

I think one of the only awesome features of being an adult is getting to do whatever the hell I want to. We have a family code that says "As long as you're not hurting yourself or someone else, you do you." Basicallly, have fun and don't be a jerk. And once I got out … Continue reading On doing what I want…

On growing up and staying the same…

I think one of the strangest realizations to come to as I edge closer to parenting a teen is that some things never change. My kids will get home from school, drop their stuff in the mudroom, beeline to the snacks, and grab their iPads (to talk to their friends...whom they've seen all damn day). … Continue reading On growing up and staying the same…

On wondering if it’s working…

You know what's a nightmare? This whole millenial thing of "reparenting oneself" while also raising children. Therapy is too expensive for all of us to go at once, so we default to letting our kids get professional help while flailing spectacularly ourselves. Neat. I often feel like I have zero skills to be allowed to … Continue reading On wondering if it’s working…

On getting through the pain…

I dropped five pounds of frozen chicken on my foot this morning. I wish I was kidding. The day definitely started rocky, to say the least. Getting my youngest out of bed and ready to go can be a real nightmare some days. She has a way of turning the smallest things into a crisis … Continue reading On getting through the pain…