“Kid-free” I describe part of my every week as “kid-free.” It first appeared when I started dating again. Browsing the profiles of divorced men with kids, and then writing my own, it was important to specify that one was occasionally, hopefully regularly and consistently kid-free. “Wednesday through Friday I’m always kid-free.” It’s my shortcut for… Continue reading Single-parent household glossary
Reentering the professional workforce has been on my mind for a long time. And it’s never seemed so difficult. I remember thinking, before we had our first child, that I would simply have to wait until she was born to see how I felt about returning to work. I just didn’t know how I’d feel… Continue reading Mother of reinvention. And again. And again.
It’s a funny thing, this blogging. One of my very early posts was just featured on Mamapedia Voices, and I can’t tell you how excited and flattered I am. It’s my first non-self-published writing. I am so honored. I’m also feeling the pressure. As you can see, I haven’t posted since July 1st. But now… Continue reading Blogging is like the relationship between toddlers and food
Questions are starting to emerge. I know very well that they are emotional, reactionary, worried questions. I know the rational answers to them. But they’re still creeping up. I’m thinking of the movie The Matrix – there’s this crumbling, dark, unpredictable reality behind the seemingly organized and sense-making world that I create for myself every… Continue reading Do I take the red or the blue pill?
Ugh, I haven’t posted since April 20th. That’s ridiculous. What in the world has held me back? Well, let’s just say there were many moments when I wanted to sit down and write. Or better yet, spew. Or announce that I’d had enough. Or tell you exactly how I felt about the time when… Wasn’t… Continue reading Taking a moment to get off this high speed train
I simply love how inspiration just pops up, in the most unexpected moments. Or maybe the moment was perfectly expected, in the totally appropriate place to find inspiration – but it coincided with a moment in which my heart and mind were open to receive it. I came across a Facebook post by a dear… Continue reading Shaking up rituals with creativity and unpredictability
Ok, let’s get right to the self-deprecating juiciness: I am pretty self-righteous, judgmental, and controlling. Rationality and emotion mix into a dangerous chemical reaction for me. You could say I’m emotionally rational, which often results in irrationality. I can be quite impatient. I often choose the more negative way to depict a situation rather than… Continue reading People say the stupidest things – especially me
For my daily handful of random blog visitors, you will see that I haven’t written in a while. Was it the Blizzard of 2011, or the February flu doldrums, or challenging times at home, or all of it? I don’t know. Quite frankly, February has been a blur and I’m grateful that it’s almost over.… Continue reading And suddenly things go “pouf”
This past week has blown so many holes in my belief that I have things under control, or that life follows some sense of order. It has taken very little for me to feel depleted, and here I thought I was so resourced. The stress of potty training our boys combined with the daily corralling… Continue reading Skating on thin ice
As a result of a combination of my personality and my childhood, I have an overly developed sense of responsibility. This is both a curse and a blessing as a mother. I’m pretty sure I’m not a “helicopter mom”, but I do err on the side of caution when it comes to my kids. Over… Continue reading If Pavlov had experimented with mothers