Mom Seeking Manual

July 21, 2010

comment problem fixed!! Every now and then I realize I have no idea how to be a mom. Like…schedules. Yesterday my bestie Tara asked me what times Annie usually went down for naps, and I said, “Oh…she sleeps a few times a day…usually morning-ish…with some some other times later in the day…” and then, just [...]

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Sticks And Stones

July 20, 2010

Sometimes, it seems like I can’t win. When I write about my despair over Madeline, I get people telling me that I have to pay more attention to Annabel, as though she is ignored in a corner somewhere. When I write about Annabel, people tell me how nice it must be to be over Madeline’s [...]

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Deep Breaths

July 19, 2010

Today I looked into your eyes, really looked. And you looked back into mine. I held you tight against my chest, and I swore I’d never let you go. Every day your eyelashes get a little longer. The inside of your left elbow is especially warm. Your head fits perfectly on my shoulder. My nose [...]

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Annie’s Favorite Bloopers

July 16, 2010

The other day Mike and I talked about how we both grew up loving “TV’s Bloopers and Practical Jokes.” There was nothing funnier than watching well-known actors laughing over mistakes and blown scenes. Clearly our reminiscing about the show rubbed off on Annabel, because she asked us to put together a reel of her favorite [...]

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The Arachnid Letters

July 15, 2010

Dear Mr. Spider, I had big plans for the day. I was going to shower, take a walk, run some errands. And then I saw you, there, on the wall. Just hanging out with your smug attitude. Normally in situations like these I would summon my husband, but he wasn’t home. So I put on [...]

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Under The Green Ribbon

July 14, 2010

I am stressed out. Anxious. Trying to figure out what is the best situation for my family while weighing all the pros and cons. Worrying about my aunt, who is in the hospital. Wishing I could be there for everyone, worrying that I’m not there for anyone. Feeling out of control. I retreat, and I [...]

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