I want to do something powerful. I want to make a difference. Everywhere I look, I find limitations and not all of my own making.
The other day when I dropped my son off to daycare, the husband of the lady who runs the daycare asked me, “So, did you get a job yet?” I may have mentioned to him a couple weeks ago that I did not have a […]
Submitted to an essay competition in September 2016 – This was my first time writing such a personal essay and my first time submitting one to a competition. Of course, I didn’t win but the writing exercise was well worth the effort. Prompt: Most dramatic […]
Would adding “mom” to your resume or bio hurt your chances on the job market? Are you willing to “risk” it?
Am I ready for my child’s transition into boyhood when he was just a little toddler not that long ago?
I wished my daughter into being. I know this. I wanted a girl really, really badly to make my family complete. Not that having another boy would have made my family any less complete, but there is something about having a boy and a girl […]
No, it had nothing (or only a little) to do with the outcome of the elections in the US. The tears were neither of joy nor sorrow. Per se. The tears were of anger, frustration, helplessness, fear, uncertainty, and solidarity. This is a long post.
I consider myself extremely fortunate and even lucky to be the mother of two healthy and happy little kids. I am their keeper. For now and forever. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
It’s funny how sometimes life’s unprovoked events can teach you lessons that have the potential to make a world of difference in understanding your child. A few days ago, I took the kids to Ardenwood Historic Farms in Fremont, CA. Since I had never been […]
It’s quiet. Rather peaceful, actually. It is about 11:15 a.m. and I am at my laptop writing this while my baby is asleep upstairs. TJ is at school. I feel accomplished and it is not even noon yet. I woke up at 5:30 today with Baby […]
Bring on the sanctimommy gripes, the trolls, and the bullying. I just don’t care. This is my rant post today. As a mother who blogs… I dislike the momblogger moniker. Why momblogger? Why not just blogger? Anyway, I digress… I am really sick of what […]
You know the worst thing about disciplining? It’s not the yelling. It’s not the tears. It’s not even the behavior that elicited disciplining in the first place. Although all of those things are really awful, it is the guilt infused yelling-screaming hangover that hovers around […]