Here we are a few days away from completing our second week potty training our daughter. I can't believe it. I really can't believe it. She is doing gangbusters! I can't believe how she's doing and in turn, I can't believe how I'm doing through this. I am a wreak as a parent, a nervous,… Continue reading The Second Child Conundrum: Do They Have It Better or Worse?
So the other night my son and I were coming home from a mother/son date. Okay, okay, he's four people, we're not quite to Norman Bates level yet. It was nine o'clock at night, the summer sun was setting, the stars were coming out and Henry asks me if we can listen to Adele. Both… Continue reading Crying to Adele: The Emotions of Raising My Kids
I have a very vivid memory of being a new mother, laying my son down in his crib with one fantasy in my mind. Of hopping a Greyhound bus and getting the hell out of dodge. I remember the fantasy was just that, a fantasy. At the time, I remember getting immense pleasure from imagining… Continue reading At Least You’re not on a Greyhound Bus: Let’s Be Kinder to Ourselves, Parents
It's 6:15 in the morning as I'm writing this blog and right now I feel that pit in my stomach that tells me I really don't want to face this day. No, I'm not some all knowing seer who gets "senses" that a day is going to be a challenge, I know for sure today… Continue reading Here I Go Again On My Own: Getting Ready to Potty Train Our Last Kid!
There are people, like my husband, who love to get up with the sunrise. They like to get up at that time and they are actually functional at that time. I am not, nor have I ever been one of those people. In fact, those people used to really annoy me. Life is not that… Continue reading Damn, You Morning People… You Were Right All Along!