It’s hard to be a good mother all of the time. But after the divorce, I feel like a horrible mother and like I’m constantly doing it wrong. I feel like a horrible mother today. That’s not true. In my heart of hearts, I know that I was right toContinue Reading
As they pulled my son from the fresh slice in my abdomen, he had a bluish tinge. He was not crying. Up to that point, I hadn’t spoken his name aloud: it was a secret that only he and I knew. “Why isn’t Puck crying?” I croaked, touching the nurse’sContinue Reading
Not so long ago, during the summer when Flower was two, she wanted to wear her bathing suit every day. Not just to go outside in the sprinkler or the little paddle pool in the back. Every day. All day. She would happily wear the suit even if it wasContinue Reading
I pull the car into the spot, and adjust the mirror so I can see him in the back seat. Ugghhh…I’m so tired. I glance at the clock and turn around in the seat. ”OK baby – we’ve got to go into the store. What’s the rule?” “No asking!” “That’sContinue Reading
Do my children need therapy? I have to admit, this is something I’ve struggled with. I’ve had extensive therapy since leaving their father – and it’s helped me a great deal. I’ve been able to reflect on why I married their father, why I stayed married for almost ten yearsContinue Reading
Summer is starting to leave us now…the days are getting shorter, the weather is starting to get brisker, it’s about time to pull up our warm socks, put on our scarves and have some pumpkin stew. And today I had the opportunity to blog with an expert on pumpkin stewContinue Reading
Listen. It’s such a simple word. An anagram for silent. Which you should be while you’re listening. But listening isn’t the same as hearing. It’s not the same at all. Listening, active listening, involves actually taking the time to digest what the other person is saying. It takes time. AndContinue Reading
My son was just over two when I left, and my daughter wasn’t even born yet. I knew at the time that it was the best thing – and I still do. However, the problem with leaving a situation like that when your children are too young to have formedContinue Reading
One of my favorite bloggers at More Than Cheese and Beer has several regular features. Every Friday, I read her Friday Feats and Fails and say darn it, this Friday, yet again, I didn’t join in the fun. At More than Cheese and Beer, the fails always come first. TheContinue Reading
My parents divorced when I was fourteen. I was completely surprised – even though I lived in the house at the time. My younger sister had a little more awareness. I suspect it has something to do with entering the teenage years and the world revolving around me… We didn’tContinue Reading
