My husband sits on the floor playing the stupid game I bought for his 30th birthday. I smack him over the head. He doesn’t move. I’m leaving,” I say. “Yeah.” “How do I look?” I bite my lip. My hair is curled and the bags under my eyes concealed. For once I feel sexy. “Good.” His eyes stay focused on the screen. Of course. I don’t have time for this. “Dinner’s in the oven. Leave the Xbox alone and[Read more]
My son was placed in my arms, squealing and face scrunched. He seemed too small yet too big. Now my tiny baby is a smart, goofy Lego-loving boy about to head to school. He’s a kid. How did it happen so fast? Sometimes I wish I could make time just stop for a second so I can stare at my kids faces without the seconds ticking by. Instead, I use these powerful ways. Show Affection Kiss your child’s chubby cheeks,[Read more]
Tears escape from my burning eyes, their streams sliding across my cheek bone. Half-blind, I stumble to another room to escape the toxic air, leaving behind my partly chopped onion and boing pasta. I blink until the fresh air calms the searing burn. High pitched growls come from the room to my left. The door is open slightly, letting dim light shine through. Shadows move in the glow. “Roar!” A deep bellow crescendos in to a howl. “Ow! No hitting,” a[Read more]
Dear first time mother of a toddler, You have made it through the first year of your baby’s life. It was amazing, but it certainly wasn’t easy. From day one there was the realization that you are a caregiver of this fragile human. You would wake up at night after three short hours worried if the baby was alright. You watched fat tears roll down her chubby cheek when she cut her first tooth. She had her first boo-boo and you kept[Read more]
People tell you during pregnancy that motherhood will change you. I believed these relatives and friends. I thought I understood, but no one really can until you cradle your fragile human. Here are ten ways motherhood has changed me, for better or worse. I cannot think about terrible things happening to children. Can’t even write an example. Nope. Won’t do it. It takes more than a week to read a novel.It’s hard to concentrate when you hear, “Mom. Mom. Did you[Read more]