Category: Joys of Mommyhood

Starting Over

I remember when first she went to preschool.  She gripped my leg and clung to my hand and wrapped her body tight around mine. But they told me it was in her best interest and I believed them and so three mornings a week we went through the unraveling until she did it willingly.  Ish.… Continue reading Starting Over

Nitty Gritty

Remember how back in August I wrote about my little man going off to school for the first time?  And how I’d lamented the decision because I feared he’d get “meaned up”?  Well, the year is coming to a close and I’m happy to report that the worst didn’t happen.  Not entirely, at least. He… Continue reading Nitty Gritty

Sink or Swim

In the most infantile stages of my motherhood I dove headfirst into a pool already crowded by the other moms and the other babies.  All the other mothers had to react to the rippling of the water, the waves brought on by our arrival.  They scooted and they scrunched.  They pulled their babies in closer… Continue reading Sink or Swim

Today

I was on time.  Early even. Found time to play. I held my tongue. But didn’t hold back. I bandaged a toe that didn’t really need bandaging.  Because it hurts so, so bad. Warned against the dangers of going barefoot in the desert. I Packed lunches with love. They loved what I packed. I Checked… Continue reading Today

All Meaned Up

The {little} man in my house is embarking on a very big transition this week: preschool. Honestly, I didn’t have preschool in mind for him.  He’s my baby, after all.  I feared preschool would–and I know this might sound silly–but I feared preschool would “mean him up.” I don’t want him meaned up.  I like… Continue reading All Meaned Up

Fun. Relatively Speaking.

A certain someone in my house is of the belief that “fun” escapes me. A certain someone is of this belief because I’ve always told this certain someone to “work first, play later.” A certain someone seems to have misunderstood that to mean work when you’re young, play when you’re old. When in reality, what… Continue reading Fun. Relatively Speaking.

Our Mall Outing. Oh Joy.

I took my four children to the mall today.  And yes.  I would like a round of applause thankyouverymuch.  I mean, I’m no Kate Gosselin, but still.  Four children.   To the mall.  C’mon.  You know that’s harrowing. We were in search of some school clothes.  I’m blessed in that Cassidy could care less what… Continue reading Our Mall Outing. Oh Joy.

My Sister’s Keeper

I took my two oldest daughters to see My Sister’s Keeper at the movies today. Yes, I’d read the book (and subsequently sobbed my way through the ending mind you).  I’d also seen the previews.  And of course there was the fact that adorable little Abigail Breslin played a starring role; I loved her so… Continue reading My Sister’s Keeper