My ophthalmologist found a piece of glass in my eye. Glass. I have no idea how it got there, and it was really small, but y'all. Glass. The last broken glass incident in our house occurred approximately five days before my eye started bothering me, but what can I say, I live a dangerous life.... Continue Reading →
Lights Out
Remember outside? It's been a wild Wednesday over here, with an internet outage derailing hours of virtual school and kicking my husband out of a Zoom meeting for five hours. Without school, the kids devolve into fighting and crying and screaming and antagonizing and I feel like running through the wall like the Kool-aid man... Continue Reading →
Raising Girls to be Wild and Free
I had two boys and then a girl. When I found out we'd have a girl I didn't believe it, and when presented with genetic testing that proved it, I worried. Brave, Wild, and Free I haven't had a particularly difficult life as a woman, but there have been times I've wondered how my situation... Continue Reading →
I Miss My Mind The Most
I got good grades in high school and always wanted to be the leader or president of every club, but I wasn't the smartest person in my grade by a long shot. I didn't go to Harvard, get any advanced degrees, or even get promoted before leaving the workforce due to illness and then to... Continue Reading →
Sleepless in El Paso
When the stitches aren't the only major story of the week, you know to send wine and fully vaccinated in-home masseuse, right? Yikes. In the last week, we've intercepted four sleepwalking adventures. One was my middle kid, Archie, who I suppose has been sleepwalking for a couple years, but he rarely walks anywhere, so I... Continue Reading →
One Stitch, Two Stitch, Head Stitch, Blue Stitch
I have two sons who have been locked in the house with each other for an entire year. They haven't seen their friends, been to Kung Fu class, been in school, or to a public playground since the world fell apart. Things are getting wild over here. The boys' arguments are starting to get more... Continue Reading →
Werk
I don't have a real job, with W2s and end-of-year bonuses, so I was surprised when my husband told me that I "make everything into work." I work, don't get me wrong, but I haven't had a job outside the home in more than ten years. Efficiency is important to me, and since discovering minimalism... Continue Reading →
It’s Not You
My mom used to call him Sober Joe Our first kid was born full term and came straight home from the hospital. We had trouble nursing at first because it turns out breastfeeding is not at all intuitive despite it being "natural," but we powered through. Jackson was smiley and giggly and sweet, though not... Continue Reading →
Selfish
I'm an angry mom. Not always, but moreso recently. I am always impatient when my kids refuse to listen or whine incessantly, but it's worse now. And their behavior is also significantly worse than before the pandemic, which creates an awful spiral. I know this is hard on the kids, and I know big changes... Continue Reading →
Quantify a Life
A lot of people are getting ready to receive a nice check from the federal government to offset the hardship they are experiencing because of the pandemic. For some its a bonus, because they are essential and haven't lost their jobs. For others it's a bandaid on punctured hull, and it won't cover the month's... Continue Reading →