Big Kids

I've always been an obnoxious morning person. I can't help it. I love the quiet possibility of a new day, the color of sunrise and a steaming cup to wrap my hands around. And usually, I love what life...

Maybe you are like me and your Christmas tree has been up since Black Friday.... But, as I was decorating my home this year, I realized that this is the first year that I have a child that can...

Everyone loves to tell young moms, "The days are long, but the years are short!" I believe that statement to be true, but I also know that this mothering generation is fighting a new battle against the ever powerful...

Enough. Enough is Enough. But what is enough? Am I enough? Do I do enough? Do I earn enough? Do we play enough? Is the house big enough? Are the kids happy enough? How do you measure? How do you know?...

After our daughter was born, it was surreal. It felt a lot like babysitting. Like someone else more responsible was going to pick her up to take her home. Like I wasn't really her mom.

I start to feel myself get frustrated and tell myself this was a bad idea. Then it hits me, like it so often does in those key mama moments. They're three and two and they're doing exactly what is expected of three and two year olds. They're exploring, learning, observing and especially, testing the patience of their mama.

There are two types of moms: the mom who monitors her kids in the fast food play area and the mom who throws her kids to the wolves doesn't.  Oh, and there are a few moms like me: Somewhere in the...

In almost twelve years, we’ve weathered some seasons. Good ones, great ones, and some tough ones, too. We’re still here. He walks in, I can tell he’s tired, but he lifts up his miniature princess and kisses her cheek. Our oldest grabs his leg and he tousles his hair in response, while locking eyes with the baby and smiling. He leans over and kisses me, lightly but lovingly, and falls back into a chair. I still find rooms better when he’s in them.

Day 865: The cunning toddler is a master manipulator. She refuses to interact with her mother, and instead only cooperates with her father. Perhaps because the father allows greater latitude with snacking before breakfast. Mother relieved to not spend the morning wrestling toddler.

Having physical limitations as a mom has been difficult because there are certain tasks for my girls that I’m not able to do. I’m not able to get them dressed or give them a bath. However, what I can do, is help pick out their clothes, or chat with them during bath time. Sadly, I haven’t found any way to assist with diapers… oh darn ;) I have found ways to make feeding them easier, safer ways to carry them, adapted games to play together, and many more tools and ideas that make mom-ing more accessible.