Archive for journeys in motherhood
Purple Kisses and Golden Hugs
Posted by: | Comments“Okay, honey, give Mommy a hug and kiss goodnight and then you need to close your eyes and go to sleep!” I help her start to get into bed and under the covers. “What color kiss you want?” she asks with a smile. “Hmmm…how about yellow.” “Let me see if we have any.” She looks [...]
Halloween Interrupted
Posted by: | CommentsFirst, let’s talk about the absolutely ridiculous weather Mother Nature threw in our path two days before Halloween. I honestly thought the weather guy on the radio must’ve been kidding when he said “snow.” Snow in October. C’mon now. I stayed in the denial stage right up until I saw the big fat flakes. But [...]
Coming Up For Air
Posted by: | CommentsYou still there, Readers? So yeah, after posting for 39 days straight (*pats self on back) I decided I needed a break. And the first two days I took a break and did not post, I did not feel guilty. I felt good, in fact. Rested. But then the break turned into a week, and [...]
Thank You, President Obama
Posted by: | CommentsI am no pundit. Nope. Oh, I have my beliefs and my opinions, but never feel well-informed enough to take on political debate in any serious way. And of course, in typical middle child fashion, I prefer to play the diplomat and peacekeeper anyway. But still, I’m a Democrat and will stand up for what [...]
Pity Party
Posted by: | CommentsAT WORK: The second day at my new job. Cubicle Land. Meh. All day long, I am schizophrenic– I can do this. I can’t do this. This isn’t so bad. This is torture. Hooray for structure. Really? This? All day? Every day? I miss my girl. Finally it is 5:15 and time to go the [...]
A Good Week
Posted by: | CommentsThis past week, Charlie’s preschool was closed, so she was home with me. Me and the Muffin together. All five days. We didn’t do anything too spectacular. We made trips to the mall to buy Charlie new shoes and me a new purse, and then to return the purse. We made a visit to grandma’s [...]
Guilty
Posted by: | CommentsThe thing about my daughter (or perhaps any typical three-year-old) is that she knows when she’s doing something she’s not supposed to. She’ll be alone playing in her bedroom or the play room for a bit, and naturally I’ll pop my head in or verbally check in with her at regular intervals. “Charlie, are you okay?” [...]
You Can’t Hurry Love…Or My Three-Year-Old
Posted by: | CommentsIt’s the calm after the storm. And before the next one. We managed through Hurricane turned Tropical Storm Irene just fine. There’s actually been more problems after the storm with flooding and road closures. I think the winds were more gusty yesterday than they were doing the storm, and probably took down a few more [...]
The Name Game
Posted by: | CommentsWe call my daughter Charlie. Her full name is Charlotte Grace. I’ve heard, “Hey, that’s the same name as Sarah Michelle Gellar’s daughter.” To which I responded with a half smile and half snarl, “Yes, I know.” (and showed some restraint in not following that with, “I named mine first!” so as not to seem [...]
