A wild life is worth living.
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 →
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 →
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 →
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. Â 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 →
When my kids and I are having a slow day at home, I sometimes leave them (and myself) in their pajamas all day. Hey, less laundry for me! If there is already a stain on Archer's shirt, I don't bother with a bib at mealtime because it's going to be spot-cleaned anyway. I sometimes say... Continue Reading →
Producing a human is an enormous task. It seems only natural that the process of creating an 8 pound baby from microscopic ingredients would leave a mark, so to speak. Celebrities brag about losing the 'baby weight' in three months or less, magically reverting to the sample size they were the day they conceived, with... Continue Reading →
My toddler has only one speed: sprinting. He insists on wearing crocs, and as you might imagine, giant rubber shoes trip him up pretty frequently. Then he wants to wear socks and he's slipping and sliding across the wood floors with far less grace than Tom Cruise. Then he wants to be barefoot and rams... Continue Reading →
I have a lot of Mommy friends on Facebook, and a lot of them had kids before I did so I was up-to-date on their lives before I had my boys. I have seen plenty of movies and sitcoms where people have children. The women in my family frequently tell (and re-tell) stories about motherhood... Continue Reading →
My sons were both born early, Jackson was born at 37 weeks and Archer at 36, so when neither of them were reaching their milestones on the parenting books' schedule I reminded myself they were early, so their age was a bit fuzzy. Jackson should reach his milestones three weeks later than the books predicted,... Continue Reading →
Robby is impossible to shop for. He has in mind a very specific thing that he wants and he either doesn't tell me what it is so I am inevitably wrong, or he tells me something that doesn't make sense as a gift for the occasion. Like, an HDMI cord for Valentine's Day. Sure, getting... Continue Reading →
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