real, raw motherhood
At a business I patronize weekly, a couple of people voiced grievances about me and the owner called to address the issue. It wasn’t a right or wrong kind of situation. Just the result of miscommunication or more accurately lack of communication since noone had talked to me directly. To my own surprise, I didn’t…
This morning I felt happy. I was having a delicious breakfast: a croissant and a coffee protein shake. The sun was shining. A wonderful breeze fanned my lanai. I was reading a good book (A girl of the Limberlost). When I feel this great, I usually stop and asks myself: what is making me feel…
“I see no better option than surgery“, the gastro-enterologist said as we reviewed my husband’s colonoscopy results. It’s been a year. A year since that appointment. A year since the first surgery. We flew to Los Angeles in October 2015 and one of us came back home without a colon. Just like that. So easy…
rich riCH/ adjective 1. having a great deal of money or assets; wealthy. People believe widely different things about money. Some believe that money is the root of all evil. Others believe that money can be a useful tool for the betterment of the world. Objectively speaking, money is neither good nor bad in and…
Dear Tom Cruise, I’m not a fan. By that I do not mean that I don’t like you. I just mean that should I see you somewhere tomorrow, I wouldn’t wave or scream or make a scene or even ask you for your autograph. That’s not my style. You’re just a person. Different life. Different…
As the weekend approaches and I look back on the past week, it’s easy to see where I fell short. This week, there wasn’t any exercise. There wasn’t any grappling. There was chocolate, wine, one lemon bar and shortbread cookies. There wasn’t any meditative quiet time. There were no morning pages written. There was a…
I just returned home from two weeks in Japan and I got sick. It started with a dry cough. Then the fever kicked in. Sneezing. Congestion. Sinus pressure. I spent the past two nights on the couch and tonight will probably find me there as well. These are definitely not-much-fun kind of days but I…
I went to bed angry. I woke up angry. In my dreams, people were trying to kill me and the washing machine (which looked like a couch) was leaking. I should have recognized the signs… As I wrote before, I’ve made a goal to go to bed early. A few nights ago, I actually fell…
I want you to be happy. I want you to be happy now. I want you to be happy tomorrow. And more than anything, I want you to be happy when you’re all grown up. I love you. I love you as best I can. Someday, it will be time for someone else to love…
A rainy day and the house to myself, a sore throat has never felt better. Here is something I wouldn’t have known before becoming a mother: being sick can be fun. Pre-kid, feeling ill meant lower energy. Lower energy meant staying home to rest. Staying home meant that nothing would get done. A day wasted…