This is the place where I share my foul-ups and blunders, and end with my triumphs. It’s never pretty while it’s happening, that’s for sure, but in hindsight, it’s amazing!
That’s what she told me; my therapist told me this today. She then asked me, “What are your expectations for yourself?” I felt dumb. I sat there not knowing the answer. I flashed back to childhood– I’m sitting on the carpet; my mother is sitting in a Lazy Boy, rocking a fat baby boy with …
“Clearly, You’re trying too hard to be perfect…” Read More »
I rested as an ova within an outer egg-cell package, unformed and whole at the same time, resting deep within; my grandmother was a teenager. She was shy. Her father was rough, stern; he made her read and memorize bible verses with her siblings, if they didn’t do it good enough they were whipped on …
I’ve been considering an awful lot — with so much time on my hands and all. I am finding it difficult to fit everything I need done in the day due to a lag in my motivation. I believe I’m still grieving the family sever from last month. Then Covid19 popped up, I lost my …
I was just being a human, being. I was simply being and it was good.
I’d like to state for the record that I removed my children from schools outside of the home. I have one child still flip-flopping on the decision, as she goes to a college prep school and loves it there… No more anxiety attacks when the automated mass phone alert from the school calls about a …
So, I’m coming up to the 1 month of working, while parenting with positivity. I must confess, before July I had a long, tear filled afternoon talk with the kids. I admitted that I’d tried my best and that if within one month we haven’t made amazing changes to each and every one of us …
Started the new job this weekend, busy as hell. I was up from 6am-2am several days in a row, and the kids did really well. However, they have needed assuring hugs, nods and approval a bit more. Family chats go deeper than anything I’ve ever experienced as a christian. My kids are pulling up past …
I woke today with the memory of last night: One of the twins had a melt down and the 7 year-old was pushing buttons on every person she could, the 12 year-old stomped off in disgust, and the 14 year-old rolled their eyes. The 15 & 24 year-olds were busy and tucked away from the …
This business of mothering is challenging. I want to be an individual. I want desires of my own to be important, noticed and validated, just like the rest of us. But as a mother, there’s just no getting around the fact that I am a master at many things and a failure, too. Take for …
Oh Navi, I love your twinkle and how you are adventurous and brave. Excuse the geek-digressions. I can promise, if you try this for one single day, you will shock your loved ones and realize what tolerating and acceptance feel like and you may also find out what it feels like to be spoken to …
