I Do it Myself
We’ve entered into the era of semi-self -sufficiency. It’s a terrifying world of juice spilled over the top of sippy cups, toothpaste squirted on everything but the brush, and crazy non-matching clothes. No matter what it is, my son is convinced he can do it by himself. He wants to put the DVD in the [...]
My Son the Storyteller
For a while now, when I ask J about his day at school, he tells me what toys he played with and which friends were there. And then he says “I hit Emma. I knocked Emma over. I got time out” or some variance involving hitting other children or pulling their hair. Finally, I asked [...]
If I Admit It’s My Fault, Will You Quit Blaming Me?
When J was still a very small baby, maybe five months old, he was diagnosed with reactive airway disease. After about our fourth visit to the pediatrician in four weeks, my doctor looked at me and “kindly” told me that if there were any way for me to work it so that I could stay [...]
The Age of Manipulation
People tell me that my child isn’t old enough to be manipulative and to those people, I laugh. Because if it is nothing else, two is most definitely the age of manipulation. Whether it is finding a way to weasel ten more minutes of play time or working out a whine and cry for five [...]
The Real Motherhood of Bibb County
Motherhood is not always about showing up with perfectly iced cupcakes with sprinkles for a classroom birthday party, or handmade Valentines. Sometimes it’s not about a bath every night and perfectly matching clothes pressed and ready for school. It’s not the everyday serenity smile and kiss on the cheek or the cover tuck at night after [...]
I Don’t Believe in Spanking
Last night, I got frustrated with my son. He wouldn’t go to sleep, wouldn’t stop talking, wouldn’t stop asking for “just one more hug, Momma.” And there was basketball to be watched, and dishes to wash and floors to clean and a mound of laundry that needed sorting and washing and well, you get the [...]
What Boys Like
When people ask me to describe my son, I usually laugh and say “he’s all boy!” And I expect that the people I’m saying that to will understand exactly what I mean… and they traditionally do. Because we all know what we expect boys to be like. They are rough and tumble. They are energetic [...]
I’m Still a Full-Fledged Mother, Even if I Work Outside the Home…
This morning, I sat at my desk and commiserated over the telephone with a dear friend of mine who is the proud parent of a one year old. She was talking about how hard it is now that he’s fully mobile and pining for the days when she could put him down and know he [...]
When Being a Mom Totally Rocks
I am proud of my son every day. Every day he does something else that makes me wonder how I got so lucky as to have him; every day he reminds me that I am so far beyond blessed that there isn’t even a word for it. Don’t get me wrong, he can be rotten. [...]
W(h)ining
J woke up at 4:00 this morning, coughing like a pack a day smoker. At 4:20 we were doing a breathing treatment. At 4:40 he was playing a game of climb on mommy and ask to get up. This game continued until 5:45 when I finally relented. At 5:50, I took the dog outside while [...]
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