Well, I’m sitting here feeling like a pretty crappy mama. We missed Eliza’s class holiday performance tonight. We didn’t miss it because we chose not to go. We missed it because we were late and her class performed without her.
Sending Up The Bat Signal
I only have a glimpse of it now but I think I’m starting to understand that we are parents forever.
Be Gentle
Be gentle. Be kind. Be tender. Be vulnerable. I breathe these in. And it’s working.
Leaning In
I couldn’t see it through her fury but she’d wanted me to reassure her and I had, in many acts of stubbornness, drawn lines in the sand.
Oh, So Thankful
I have everything I’ve ever wanted. And for this, I am oh, so thankful.
On the Move with my Heart
I heard once from my therapist husband that boys need to move their bodies to talk about how they feel.
Simple Means Tidy
I don’t know if my need to purge had to do with the faux spring that was lurking outside my door or if my ability to clean and organize hit overdrive because of the small space we call home.
By Myself
I like people, I even like being around them and I really like knowing what’s going on with them but it when it comes down to the question of how do I recharge, the answer is without a doubt BY MYSELF.
This is How we do it
Someone finally asked, finally came clean about the real talk that has been surrounding us though we didn’t know it.
Humanity, That Big Tangled Mess
The nervous hand wringing of a bride-to-be, the sickening cries of a teenage girl remind me that this life is layered beautiful and violent, heartbreaking and deeply fulfilling.