I earned my superhero cape when I became a mom. So did you. Anything that requires so little sleep and so much wiping of another's stinky butt with a smile automatically drapes a gal in silky Super Girlness. If Motherhood gives us the cape, Listen To Your Mother gives us the powers. Bringing ... » Learn More about Here We Go Again!
Motherhood
I’m Grateful, Not Sorry
I used to be one. A chronic apologizer. I hadn’t noticed how often I uttered the words I'm sorry until a friend called me on it: “Why do you always say you’re sorry?! Haven't the women who came before us apologized enough?” Huh. So I stopped. And you know what I realized? My “I’m sorry’s” were ... » Learn More about I’m Grateful, Not Sorry
The Worst Mother I’ve Ever Seen
I hear her before I see her. She is grumbling under her breath because of her toddler's incessant cries. Someone obviously didn't give this lady the memo that crying is what little kids do. The child, holding on to the woman's leg, is begging to be carried. "Up! Up!" her little voice says over and ... » Learn More about The Worst Mother I’ve Ever Seen
To Thine Own Self Be Shoe.
While chasing our toddlers from the onslaught of crashing waves, my husband casually remarked how footprints in the sand are here one minute and gone the next, erased forever by the gritty salt water. He wondered, naturally, if any of his footprints would stand the test of time. His musings had ... » Learn More about To Thine Own Self Be Shoe.
Loving the Mom in Me
Knick-knacks, art, stamps. Souvenirs from worldly travels, cards with personal messages scrawled on the insides. The theory behind collecting tangible mementos to serve as a personal cache, storing the happy and bittersweet, is well and good. Reminiscing is proverbial soul food, comforting and ... » Learn More about Loving the Mom in Me