It is with mixed feelings that I write for HG awareness day. On one hand, though it has more and more been acknowledged as a real disease that affects a good number of women (and their families) in recent years, it has a long long way to go to outgrow the common perception that it’s…
Category: parenting
Beyond gritty turkey sandwiches
Our family went to the beach for Mother’s Day this past weekend. We were the reflective ones on the shore Sunday afternoon. The water was cool, the sand soft, and the play fun. It was beautiful and special but just as you would expect from a trip to the beach there was sand in some…
The negligent parent – failure is not an option
In parenting, failure is not an option. It’s a reality. “Shitshitshitshitshit” and “oh God, please” were the two thoughts that filled my head while I raced to the car. I don’t run often – certainly not often enough. But when I do, I am still capable of outrunning my kids, something I keep expecting to…
Couch date
Couch date. After getting kids settled, everyone is home from dance, and some cleaning up is done (by no means all of it) Jeremy and I settle down for some time just for us. A book, some wine, cherry tomatoes with fresh mozzarella balls and basil off our plant outside along with some roasted almonds…
Beyond Screen-free week: Screen time and our family
It’s screen-free week and as much as is possible, our family is participating by eliminating all non-essential screen time. Outside of screen time related to work, communication, and relationships, we are abstaining from sitting in front of screens from April 27th-May 5th. The immediate irony that in order to write this I must use a…
Beyond bedtime- when the wrong choice is the right choice
I didn’t have the heart to call them in. Imaginations were running wild as the 5 sisters romped around our front yard fighting monsters and building castles. It was time for dinner but they were happily playing and our late snack of pretzels and almond butter held us over. Dusk stretched out and day light…
Beyond 35- age is just a number and not the one in my head
Yesterday I turned 35. This is kind of strange for me, I think I remember my mom being 35. And since I always saw my mom as old this must mean… When I was little every birthday my grandma would ask me if I felt older and I would giggle. Somehow, some way, I did. …