When I was eleven or twelve, my dad taught me how to make spaghetti sauce. Not a traditional Italian sauce, necessarily, but the one he made for us probably every other week. First you put a jar of pasta sauce, whatever kind Mom buys, in a stock pot, on low. Then, you chop the onions,… Continue reading Dinner, a love story.
Hold and release
When we moved into our house three years ago, there was no screen door. So, as soon as I got around to it, I had one installed. But it was really tight. It threatened to slam fingers or bottoms that didn't clear it quickly enough as it shut. I thought we just had to live… Continue reading Hold and release
Book Review: Forget “Having it all”
Forget "HAVING IT ALL" How America Messed Up Motherhood and How to Fix It by Amy Westervelt (2018) I picked up this book at the library recently because it spoke to my experience of going back to work (and then back to being at home). Going back to work with a 2 1/2 year old… Continue reading Book Review: Forget “Having it all”
Maybe I already am enough.*
*Seriously, maybe, I'm still undecided. I read a blog post recently that actually made me say, "Yes!" out loud. I've been thinking a lot about what I want to be when I grow up, by which I mean I've been pondering what my purpose is. How can I use my particular talents, skills, and abilities… Continue reading Maybe I already am enough.*
To everything turn, turn, turn. . .
I'm so sick of complaining. But, sheesh life is not easy these days. This morning from 5 am - 7:30 am I slept in a chair. The sad part is sleeping until 7:30 am is a huge victory. Or maybe the sad part is the chair. I am so tired. We are at the tail… Continue reading To everything turn, turn, turn. . .
Do the work–with help!
Labor is work. Hard work! The tools women use to get through childbirth are various. In my two experiences I used everything from essential oils to epidurals. I listened to Australian women speak hynobirthing stories (somehow every hypnobirthing track was narrated by someone with an Australian accent), attended childbirth classes, and read and read and… Continue reading Do the work–with help!
3 years into this experiment
My first baby turns 3 today. She is incredible. Smart and kind. She thanked her dad and I for taking such good care of her. What three year old does that?! It is customary at times like these to comment on how fast time goes. I want to say I can’t believe it. How is… Continue reading 3 years into this experiment
Lost in the midst
I started this post two days ago and didn't make it past the title before I got interrupted. This is my life! My brain cannot complete one task without getting interrupted. Case in point, I've been working on this post for two days. Two days! One sentence per day. . . I'm here to document… Continue reading Lost in the midst
We're so excited, We're so grateful, We're so tired. 