Tag Archives: motherhood

I didn’t learn to swim until I was 11 years old. I remember being frustrated when I went to the pool with my friends and I couldn’t hang out with them in the deep end as easily. There was one time, I remember trying to play “lifeguard” with my cousin and …

I am so fucking tired of being fucking tired. The End

Dear Daughter: On a recent weekend, I sat down for a minute on the couch and started browsing social media. That’s when you looked over from watching TV (which you had been doing for at least an hour) and said, “Mom! You are so LAZY! It’s almost dinner time! What …

My first baby turned 4 years old today, and I don’t know what to do with myself. Time is the most cunning thief of all thieves. I’m in disbelief at where we’re at, leaving the “baby” stage behind with a now-4-year-old and a 19-month-old. Since I’m feeling sentimental today, I’ll …

I had the privilege of asking 10 reflective questions to moms who are “done” raising their children. (Translation: We know motherhood is never “done” or over with — but this means these moms don’t have children who live in their homes anymore, and their roles in their adult children’s lives have changed). …

Have you heard of RIE Parenting? I’m new to the practice. I don’t consider myself someone who’s fully committed to the movement from every angle of my own personal parenting style, but I’m absolutely drawn to the method and becoming more attracted to it. And I’ll tell you why. I’d …

Lately I’ve been feeling more acutely the seasons of motherhood.  It’s incredibly cliché to say, “Oh enjoy this season, it goes so fast.” In fact, when other people (usually elderly women) said that to me when I had newborns, I shifted between feelings of, ‘yes, it’s amazing,’ to feelings of, …

If we have ever had children or step-children, we know there are so many wonderful moments that come from our experiences with them.  It isn’t always easy and some nights we stay awake wondering if we handled a conflict correctly or simply feel we have let our children down.  In …

My daughter’s school is adjacent to a park. Often, to avoid the school drop-off traffic and to get a few extra, quiet moments with her on the way to school (not to mention getting a few extra steps for my Fitbit), I’ll drive to the park instead, and we’ll walk …

I listened with fascination this weekend as my mom and dad talked about how they endured those frustrating early years of raising three girls who fought constantly and shared nothing. My mom laughed as she told me how she would meet my dad at the front door and tell him …