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Ahhh Motherhood – It’ll Get

The countdown continues to the holidays of all holidays – Mother’s Day.  Have you finished all of YOUR Mother’s Day shopping yet for all of the women in YOUR life?  I haven’t started yet.  So if you have any extra “You’re a great Starbucks barista who is like a mother to me” cards, send it my way.  I love this post from Amy because I can totally and utterly relate.  Right in the middle of a moment when I think I know what’s up, one of my kids turns the entire experience into a big heart lesson for mama.  Kid wisdom I...
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A Soccer Picture Shapshot of A Carefree

Written by Karen, a mom without a blog (From Lee: Karen is BACK after too-long of a break and an unexpected surgery with Penni.  Her return has made my day.) Lame, clueless, stupid…well maybe not stupid (we don’t use this word in our house), but definitely on the dumb-ass side of motherhood am I. Sorry for the harsh words, but that is exactly how I feel right now about a recent moment with one of my daughters. I have to say that I truly pride myself (or at least I used to…) on my ability to “relate” to my kids. I consider myself lacking in many mommy...
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Starting Over – AGAIN!

Hey peeps.  I’ve got a serious case of all kinds of mood-dipping going on due to the fact that one, I’m feeling crappy.  I’m sick.   And two, I’m battling a bit of the blog-blah-blues which I understand is going around.  I’m actually in the middle of a blog “rescue plan” (sound familiar?) so I may be calling on a few of you to step in and bail me out. And it won’t even cost you billions of dollars. So while I take a dip in my pool of moods, I decided to do my own part in my rescue plan – by calling up a post...
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A Conversation that Aged Me – Lite

Last night when The Love Fairy was the only one in the tub, she sat back down after I soaped her up and she slipped back slightly and gently bumped her head on the side.  After the little head bump, our conversation went a little something like this: Love Fairy:  “Our bathtub is not as hard as yours is upstairs, mama , so I won’t die when I bump my head on this bathtub, right?” Me: “Of course you won’t die honey, not from bumping your head like that!” Then I remembered that my dude and I are always telling the kids not to stand...
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The Art of Repetition

I was tucking The Love Fairy in last night who was in a particularly lovey Love Fairy mood and she said: “Mama, you’re the best mama ever.“ “Oh really, why?” “Because you love us even when you yell at us.“ (Hmmmm, so they know I yell.  I was hoping they didn’t notice.)  “How do you know that?” I ask. “Because you’ve told us that one hundred times.” Whew. And I always think I’m talking to myself.   Good to know one thing has sunk...
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Stranded Soul

On my way home from picking up CR and her two neighbor friends from school today, I stared out into the Friday afternoon Los Angeles hazy sunshine thinking about everything and nothing all at the same time. As I exited my new-used mini-van off the Santa Monica Freeway, the light at the end of the freeway ramp turned red just as I approached delaying my arrival home for a few more minutes. I noticed them standing there but I didn’t pay any attention. Actually, I made a point not to pay any attention. I have seen them for many years on many street corners, at the...
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Quote of the Morning

As my dude and I stood in the kitchen this morning cramming our breakfast down our throats while packing CR’s lunch, brewing the perfect cappuccino, sweeping up the third bowl of Cheerios El Destructo dumped on the floor, emptying the dishwasher, making The Love Fairy’s breakfast, filling the dogs’ water bowl, feeding that damn goldfish CR won too many months ago at her school festival, trying to get the lil’ dude to stop screaming for the Doritos bag for breakfast, and of course, checking my all-important email, The Love Fairy stomps in and says...
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Fragments from a Funeral

Despite fearing that a second post including death reflections might result in the death of this blog, I simply must carry on with what’s currently swirling in my being. I am at the end of a two-day emotional journey of taking the necessary steps to say farewell to a life.  It’s like I have been sucked into some alternate reality and tomorrow when I wake up, I think I’ll start to re-engage with normal life.  Kind of.   My heart and soul are bleary and exhausted from the process but I also feel quite centered actually.  Oh you know, with all of...
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Starting Over

You know what I love about each and every morning? It’s a chance to start over and erase all of the crap that went on the day before. Every dawn, as a mother, brings with it the possibility of a smooth-running, fun-loving day of mommyhood. Today was a bit of a struggle mainly because I’m feeling a bit under the weather, and when all of my pistons aren’t firing, it’s bad news for the kiddies. My impatience is way worse, my boundless energy hits a roadblock, and my attempts at acting selfless are just feeble. So tonight, the homework and the...