#MomLife
The Dog that Adopted Me
I thought it would actually take a whole year to find a dog given how fussy LM#2 and I were being about choosing one online to visit in person. I thought choosing a dog would be, for my husband and I, like choosing our home was: check out over a dozen or so before finally choosing one. The Dog had other plans.
Has this ever happened to you my fellow Moms?
It seems everyone in my family has spare time. Leisure time. Time to do whatever they want, or nothing. Everyone BUT me. I’m the person who makes everyone else’s leisure time possible. I can’t slow down. If I do, I’m fairly certain the world will end.
An Ode to Growing Older
Despite My Lack of Physical Custody: I Am Mom
The Empty Spaces I Should Be (But Am Not) Mom-ing In
Tales from the non-custodial parent-hood
Say goodbye, Daisy
Non-custodial parent weekend in retrospect
Perseveration and stimming from a distance
(Much to a Mother’s Woe) Children Grow Up
I wish my son could stay a child forever, so I could protect him from the dangers of the world forever, but he can’t, and he won’t. All children - mine happens to be autistic but this is a universal truth - grow up and independent of their parents. It’s not easy for said parents when they do.
Marital Mysteries That Will Remain Forever Unsolved
Sometimes there is just no rhyme or reason to a spouse and the things they do. You just have to go with the flow…
Discovering My Maternal Spirit Animal
The Weekend Sofa Warrior
Every Friday I plan a super-productive weekend filled with things I need to do. Then the fatigue from the week sets in…Or a dog sits on me…or both. Either way, nothing gets done, but I don’t beat myself up over that. I am a woman who wears multiple hats in a blended family. I’m allowed to relax.
To Intervene or To Not Intervene
I am constantly weighing when to step in with school and let my son have a pass at something – an extra day to study on a test, extra time for a homework assignment – and when to let him take the hard knocks that come with being irresponsible. Also, where do gym clothes disappear to?
War Paint
Added Bonus
Supposedly men speak 1/3 the words women do. Who are these men? My husband was born talking and hasn’t stopped, even in his sleep.
What’s This?
My husband thinks I have superpowers. He thinks I can see around corners and through walls!
Hi, I’m the Dog.
Hi. I’m the Dog. I know you’re in the middle of something important right now. I’m going to interrupt you anyway.
My Son The Clam
My son doesn’t talk to me. A grown up, Levis and Adidas clad clam has replaced my beautiful little boy. This monosyllabic 20-something adult makes me miss even my son’s surly adolescence. Is this normal?
