The line in the post office was long. I had two kids in tow and we were quickly approaching naptime, but I had a package I needed to get out so I hoped for the best and stayed the course. The line slowly shuffled forward. My son said words like “boring” and “forever” and asked… Continue reading Postal in the Post Office – Mom Life
We rush into swim lessons. Baby girl in on my hip. She is perfectly capable of walking but for the sake of expediency I whisk her into my arms. My little boy holds her foot, tugging me in a downward backward motion. I just want to get out of the hot sun. “Stop pulling me… Continue reading Our Numbered Days – Parenting
My children are absolutely more important than my home or even on those rough days my physical appearance. Jo’s got that right. There is something so freeing about being able to sit on the floor and just enjoy your children.
I was so utterly done when she finally came. I gave away everything, all the infant accessories, bouncers and bassinets. Be rid of you swings and baby playmats, we’re on to better things.
I heard a pop, she let out a little cry and crawled over to me. I picked her up in time to watch her eyes roll back in her head, her body went limp and within a few horrifying seconds her lips turned blue. I started screaming; the screams of a woman in distress, panic.… Continue reading The Lucky Ones