The mother I want to be encourages exploration and adventure. The mother I am, poor girl, is still reeling.
The Annual Clumping Of The Ornaments
The effort of the holidays gets under my skin. Magic is all well and good, but it only happens if I put a lot of work into it.
The Good Enough Dinner
I've been learning about meditation and this semi-Buddhist principal called mindfulness. At its root, is the idea of being present in a given moment with loving compassion for oneself and others. I feel like I fail at it hourly, but for a golden moment I hear that compassion I seek in my children's awareness of another child's struggles.
Lost
He is only five and I didn't lose him at a familiar school with adults he trusted. I left him hiding in a bush at a small, local water park during an intense game of hide and seek.
4 End of Summer Guilty Pleasures
I've seen a lot of writing from moms who are sad to see the end of summer. They want more precious sun-soaked days with their children. More ice cream and …
Love Your Circus
When people ask me how we “do” five kids, I usually say something deflecting like “oh we love it” or “you could do it.” The real answer, I think, is humor.
Downsizing—Out With the Old, In With the New
I threw the stuffed animals away today. Some were harder than others. I could say I don't know why, but I'd be lying.
Summer Camp Magic
By Stacey Conner. My memories from summer camp are all about freedom.
With
By Stacey Conner. I was a good mother then, but I'm a better mother now.
Crossing Over
By Stacey Conner. My children are so lucky to live in such a kind world.