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Bad Moment, Not Bad Mom
This post is a challenging one for me to write. Even though I am accustomed to wearing my heart on my sleeve in terms of what I share here, there are occasionally topics that I shy away from, for fear of being judged. But I decided to write this one after talking to two close family relatives, who both happened to express the same sentiment to me: “I feel/felt like a bad mom.” The reasons that they each shared were different, but the pain and doubt was the same. They both felt that, in that moment, they weren’t doing a “good enough” job as mother to their children. I often…
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Getting Sprung
Spring is finally on its way, baby! The weather this week was finally more inviting, and I found my mood initially rising with the outdoor temperature. There is something about leaving the winter coats behind as we swing out the front door in the mornings that is an immediate morale-booster. Not that it’s been a cakewalk as of late… I’ve felt even more overwhelmed than usual. A sink overflowing with dishes, stacks of undone laundry, and a massive pile of unpaid bills- all of it demanding attention in the midst of the childrens’ needs- it all plagues my sense of peace. AS I mentioned in my last post, trying to…
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Throwing The Book At Myself
It’s Tuesday morning, and I’ve blown it. I was on a good roll, but then came the inevitable slip. On Monday, schoolbags were properly stocked. Snack and drinks were packed. Any and all permissions slips, tests, etc were signed and deposited into the correct folders. I even managed to get #3 over to the dentist to get his cavity filled, buy him jeans he’s needed since growing like a weed -again- and back to school. I was winning. Along came today. I awoke, and checked my planner first thing. Written among all of the “pay this bill” notations and upcoming “To-Do” tasks was written, “Pack lunch for #3’s field trip”.…
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For Noah
I know that the majority of my posts are devoted to the humorous side of portraying parental life; this isn’t one of them. I debated writing this post, because it feels unbearably heavy, and I know that for some, it’ll feel too morose. But one of the goals of writing my blog is not just to make you laugh, but to be REAL. I want to share various aspects of what it’s like -at least for me- to be a parent. And this topic is one of those excruciating realities. I noticed that after my first daughter was born, news stories began to affect me in ways that they hadn’t…
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