Category — Motherhood

If I hear a good beat, I have to dance.  Or at least shake my shoulders a little….or my butt.  I have tried to not dance when my body really wants to.  Trust me, it isn’t good for the soul.  [Read more →]

Jack is 18 months old.  I can hardly believe it.  He is turning in to such a little boy.  As I write this, he is sitting on the couch, drinking his apple juice and enjoying a snack of pretzel sticks while watching some afternoon cartoons.  He is just so darn adorable. [Read more →]

I am ready to feel normal again.  I know this is all part of the experience but I have forgotten what it is like to feel normal, non-queasy and energetic.  At 11 weeks now, I am hoping the that the light I see at the end of the tunnel is for real and not just a glimmer of hope that will soon fade to black again. [Read more →]

Today I earned the Mother of the Year Award.  While I am not certain if the word “best” or “worst” should preface that title, I deserve the award nonetheless.  For quite some time now, Jack’s naps have trended towards 1 1/2 hour, post lunch slumbers.  As of late, however, I have found that he will pass out in the carseat, no matter what time it is. [Read more →]

There must be a perfect explanation why every time I open the dishwasher, it is full.  Not just full, but full full.  You would think I would be used to it by now, however, I seem to be baffled every time I open the door.  “Unbelievable” I involuntarily declare as I peruse my memory to recall the last time I ran the damn thing.  Ah, yes, just yesterday morning.  [Read more →]

We are in nap hell.  Jack is on a hard core nap strike.  He is in his crib wailing as I type this.  I just have to leave him for a while so I don’t lose my mind.  I feel like I am at the edge of reason.  I never thought something like Jack not napping would have such a negative psychological effect on me. [Read more →]

Lately, I find it so easy to get caught up in a single moment. Too easy, actually. While my focus tends to converge on one single area, I know that I should really be looking at the ever changing, yet always beautiful, landscape of life in its entirety. I suppose realizing this flaw in myself is a step in the right direction; a progression in self awareness. Subsequently, my endeavor is to find some perspective on a daily basis; to catch a wave of elation allowing it to carry me throughout the day; to become impervious to insignificant happenings; to simply celebrate all that is being a mom.

Lately, people have asked me about the impact that having a baby has on a marriage. John and I have an extremely solid relationship. We always have. That being said, having a baby - particularly a very active and curious baby - can be taxing on a marriage. A good friend of mine, and father to a 2 1/2 year old boy, recently told me that his wife is ready for baby #2. He told her that he didn’t know if their marriage could handle another baby. While to some that may seem like a harsh and unexpected slap in the face, you must admire the honesty in his statement. [Read more →]

Let me preface this entry by saying that I wouldn’t trade my job for the world. Truly. But every job has its ups and downs. I could just pretend that our days are flawless, our schedule like a science. But I would be deceiving myself. I have decided that it is healthy to vent; that I am a better mother if I don’t let my aggravation stay bottled up inside. I also believe that the only person who will genuinely recognize the following words, as if she wrote them herself, is another stay at home (work at home) mother. [Read more →]

As Jack approaches his first birthday, I am becoming blatantly aware of how much I have changed over the past year. Jack’s physical, mental and emotional growth seem exponential at this stage; I feel I have grown exponentially, as well. Along with personal growth and development comes the inevitable growing pains. I can honestly say that I would not have made it through this first year without the support of my B&B friends. [Read more →]