A couple months after Jackson was born my parents came over to watch him so Robby and I could go on our first post-baby date: dinner and a movie. We saw Gravity, you know, the one where we are asked to believe George Clooney is a wise-cracking astronaut and Sandra Bullock is somehow chosen for... Continue Reading →
Wart
I recently read an article that argued parents complain too much about being tired, and we should get over it. Everyone is tired, they said. People have jobs and pets and personal challenges that shouldn't be overlooked because they don't have children. To these people, I say, take a long walk off a short pier.... Continue Reading →
Body of Evidence
I can tell I'm running on fumes with I start snapping at my son for doing things that are annoying but not surprising for a three-year-old, or losing it over a mess that can't be helped. Before we left Austin, I joined the local YMCA and that really seemed to help with the stress of... Continue Reading →
Bite Your Tongue
I haven't written much because of our recent move and the fact that my kids rarely nap at the same time and that we got cable and I've been zoning out in front of the TV every night. But also, I'm so incensed by this election, I'm afraid I'll go off on a political tangent... Continue Reading →
Lose Yourself
It has been a few weeks since my last post, and we have finally moved into our new house and out of our tiny rental near downtown. Being crammed into an old one bedroom duplex wasn't ideal, and I was sure that once things calmed down (do they ever calm down with kids?) and the... Continue Reading →
Rosie
Moving from Austin to El Paso, people warned me about the culture shock I would inevitably face. But really, I haven't found El Paso to be drastically different from other cities in Texas in most respects. There are extremely nice neighborhoods, middle class neighborhoods, and rougher parts of town. There are Targets and Walmarts along with... Continue Reading →
Pray for Us
As newly confirmed Catholics, we are aware that attending church is an obligation; as in, you must attend church unless you are physically incapable of making it into the pew. I have fond memories of holding my husband's hand during prayers and the tears that came streaming down my face as I felt Jackson kick... Continue Reading →
&%$#
The house we are in the process of selling is the home I've lived in the longest since second grade, when I lived in the same house for three years. Our Austin house was my home for two years and three months before we put it on the market to move to El Paso. Moving... Continue Reading →
Expert
In the midst of my grandmother's long and difficult passing, my family has relocated to El Paso, Texas. Yes, we have moved to the elbow of the Lone Star State. Robby accepted a new job with Homeland Security to work for ICE on immigration law and we are all so proud of his accomplishment and... Continue Reading →
Always Thankful
Today a sweet soul has flown home. After a long battle with congestive heart failure, my paternal grandmother breathed her last today in Mt Vernon, Illinois. The colloquial phrase would be "she suffered many hardships", but she was not one to suffer. When her husband died tragically and left her with a young daughter, she... Continue Reading →
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