I’ve been trying to contemplating, slowly considering, thinking-about-while-eating-pizza losing weight before my sister’s wedding this summer. I’d love to look “good in my dress” as the matron-of-honor (sounds SO OLD). I’d love to weigh what I did before I had kids – before I went through infertility treatments. You know, like, my college days 13 years… Continue reading On Raising Girls
…is about where I’m at tonight. Blogging is really a vulnerable hobby. Blogging about your family and your children and your problems is even more so. On the one hand, my *rare* posts feel like a good vent session for me, from my brain to the computer. But on the other hand, to write about… Continue reading A pint of ice cream and a computer…
I’m not sure why I picked NOW to be a good time to write a post. I’m not even sure that I want to write posts anymore – because to write about parenting assumes that I actually know what I’m doing, and I absolutely do NOT know what I’m doing! That aside, a lot has… Continue reading Summer is here, and I’m trying!
I totally get that “last baby” cliche. With the twins, I couldn’t wait for their next milestones. I was impatient for them to move to the next stage, partially because the stage they had been in, being 2 of them, was so hard and I always hoped the next stage would be easier! (Still waiting… Continue reading This is the baby.
Life has been hectic. I’m a rag doll, limbs stretched out in all directions. I can only stretch so far, and yet, I’m managing. I’m parenting 3, teaching 22, nursing 1. Maintaining friendships, my marriage. Attempting (and failing) to maintain my home. Pushing tasks off due to daily exhaustion, and never going back to take… Continue reading This is her.
Motherhood has a way of keeping you so busy, constantly multitasking and prioritizing and getting chores done and kids raised. I’ve loved my blogging hobby but sometimes it feels like doing an “update” is a burden, one that has so many twists and turns I couldn’t possibly keep up with the details of my own… Continue reading This is him.
Parenting 3 year olds is REALLY hard. Hands down, toughest age yet (don’t I say that every time?). Two is tiring, but three is just – dead. And twins? Forget it. The past few months, parenting the twins has brought lots of changes, both good and bad. What’s the good? My babies are becoming little… Continue reading Guys, parenting is HARD.