The Ups, The Downs, and Everything in Between
If you’ve been around you’ve seen it. If you are a parent you live it. The inexplicable and contagious sway as you stand, talk and hold your little. For some it isn’t instantaneous, not starting the moment the baby lands in arms. It is and takes some adjustment. Sometimes too fast and others too slow, but it’s always there. Our bodies become pendulums, to lull and comfort. Our arms ache as five minutes become 10 and 10 turns into an hour or more. Sometimes pleading …
Trajectory (noun) : The path followed by a projectile flying or an object moving under the action of given forces. Every now and again my mortality strikes me. Not in a morbid way, but in the kind of way that forces you to reflect. On the day, week, year, life. In those moments, I am completely overcome with emotion and gratitude. It happened last week as I held T in my parent’s kitchen. We were celebrating Christmas, the house bustling after presents were open and …
Eight weeks ago I welcomed a pink, chubby, new darling into my life. We were strangers that had only knocked on doors but had not yet come face to face. Now as I’m ready to head back to work tomorrow this pink, chubbier darling stares back at me and my heart bursts. We are no longer strangers. We have been constant companions, sharing late nights, meals, naps, hugs and tears in a way he hasn’t with anyone else. Eight weeks feels like enough if I …
Thanksgiving and the month of November is my favorite time of year. A holiday without gifts, just family and food. It’s a time that most of us take a break and reflect on what we’re thankful for. While its a great practice that gets us feeling ready for the holidays and the start of a new year for many of us when the hustle picks up again we get sucked in and the warm fuzzy thankful feelings can drift. Last year our office put on …
My children are being raised in a household with two working parents, I was raised by two working parents, as was my mother and to my knowledge her mother before her. Regardless of the obstacle of time – we are all culinarily inclined. We can make a mean roast, soup, stew, chop, steak and a slew of vegetables to ride alongside (pardon me as I pat myself on the back). Despite our culinary prowess, at some point in our family tree making mashed potatoes fell …
I’m turning 34 on November 6th. This year, not unlike several other years of my life, my birthday is shared with Election Day. A planned c-section, November 6th was the first day available for my mom to choose and she often says she picked it because she couldn’t wait to meet me. Having recently had my second child, I realize she was also probably at the point of no sleep, swollen ankles, reflux and overall discomfort. The year I was born was also an Election …
One of my old teachers used to say, “to be on time is late, to be early is on time.” After having children I’d like to add: Being on time with a toddler is impressive, being on time with a newborn is a miracle. Monday baby T hits the 2-weeks new mark, which also means I’m entering my 3rd week of leave. It’s been relaxing and a test of my ability to slow down. By nature, I’m a busy and efficient person. I like to …
It was a big week for us. Baby number two arrived mid-day on Monday and to say our lives changed is an understatement. So much was different this time around and when I have the energy and the swelling in my ankles and my headache has subsided I will definitely be writing more about it. One big concern I had as the big arrival approached was how big brother was going to do. J has been, since he was born, a gentle, sweet and caring …
But maybe it should be, considering our little guy will be joining us in just a few days and I haven’t packed a bag yet. Another story for another day perhaps. I’m talking about what sits neatly (or sometimes haphazardly) on the floor of my passenger side, that has recently become a topic of conversation for people new to riding in the Cube. A gallon ziplock bag filled with essentials: Bottle of water Granola bar Pair of socks Travel toothbrush/paste Tissue/wet wipes Deodorant Shampoo/Conditioner Tampons …
It’s the weekend! It definitely doesn’t mean what it used to. For us, it was sleeping in, making breakfast and settling in on the porch or in front of the TV with a second cup of morning coffee. Depending on the season, I’m sure a lot of mama’s have full schedules with sports, parties and other places they (and the kids) need to be. I got a text on Friday from an old college friend that I rarely hear from about a ska music reference …