Instead of driving myself nuts trying to check every box, we focus on the little things like how gross the slimy insides of pumpkins feel on our hands and how good it tastes to lick the frosting off the mixing beaters. In the end, it is about the time we spend together.
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I start to feel myself get frustrated and tell myself this was a bad idea. Then it hits me, like it so often does in those key mama moments. They’re three and two and they’re doing exactly what is expected of three and two year olds. They’re exploring, learning, observing and especially, testing the patience […]
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Please pardon me if I have a mixed response to the approaching holiday season. Yes, I know I need better boundaries with both families but that is easier said than done. But even with the power struggles, watching my son experience the holidays is still a magical time. Perhaps it’s worth the extra wine I […]
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I think it’s a shame that I didn’t realize I was an introvert until I was well into my thirties. Had I known that my need to be alone for at least part of the day was something I had no control over, I could have saved myself some serious mom guilt.
It took a conversation I had with a mom whose children had grown for it to come full circle for me. She mentioned if she could get time back with her young kids it wouldn’t be to attend the piano recital again or the Christmas play one more time. Rather, it would be to relive […]
In an effort to put myself out there, I am joining everything you can think of. I just signed for a knitting class and joined the PTO for my son’s school. Maybe that is my version of a mid-life crisis.