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Letting Go of Numbers

Letting Go of Numbers

I was doing such a mundane thing. I grabbed a stack of envelopes that contained bank statements spanning the last three years. It was a stack discovered recently by my man and they sat on our dining room table taunting me with their neglect. I’ve never been so lame about being organized. Becoming a mama has definitely messed with my inner drive to keep my life in order. I guess with the first kid I tried to hang on but three kids later, I’m just a shell of my former to-do-list-self. I mean, I always have a to-do list in my mind – it’s just that...
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If I Could Dive Into A Vat of Happiness

I have loved reading the posts in Momalom’s epic Five for Ten tour around the blogosphere.  I have felt truly inspired and feel like I’ve actually learned while reading some of the gripping stories that have been shared. Ever since this happiness topic was up for consideration, I’ve been well, considering it, a lot. I read a post yesterday on the blog Shameless Agitator and it really struck a chord within me.  She wrote about one of her favorite sayings which is…. “Happiness is overrated. Strive for contentment.” That works for me,...
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The Truth About Dads and Their Little Gi

Written by Karen, a mom without a blog I am a mother of daughters. I had three little brothers much younger than me growing up and I always knew I would eventually be a perfect mother of sons what with all of my experience! Right? But no, it was not meant to be. Not only did I marry a man who had a daughter from a previous marriage (it should have been a hint), but once, twice, three times I pushed out a baby – a girl! My world is girly, dramatic, emotional, sweet and beautiful. I wouldn’t change it for ANYTHING. My husband is a DEVOTED father of daughters. He...
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Because deep down we ALL want to be movi

My first-born, my daughter, Claire, is 7-years-old and in the 2nd grade. She has started some creative free writing in class and well, last night I flipped open her school notebook in a quiet kitchen after the cleaning had been done and all the kids were fast asleep. This is what I found: I had no idea my brilliant daughter was so connected with that “guy who was in charge of the movies.” I showed it to my man and then we laughed and laughed and laughed until we had tears streaming down for all of the reasons you laugh and cry about being a parent and...