My most recent pledge to not yell at my son was an epic failure on day 2. Everything was going smoothly until it was time to strap the kids in that monstrosity of a double stroller to take them for a walk. TJ wanted to get out but I really needed that walk because I… Read More Untitled: Gathering the Pieces of Failure
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 E acting as my alarm clock. She is slowly learning… Read More No More Yelling – Another Honest Attempt
“She is so tiny,” said the random woman holding a baby. Just seconds before she said that, I had said, “I already miss that stage even though I am excited for what comes next” referring to the baby in her arms. She was rocking the little one to sleep and had just told me, upon… Read More Stop Comparing Kids. Now!
In August, I decided to do my very first Blog Challenge. Up until then, I didn’t know such a thing existed. In following the hosts’ rules, I blogged every day for 7 days and used the right links, tweets, and retweets. I enjoyed reading others’ posts, left comments when I felt I had something to… Read More Dad’s the word today
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 a parent that, in my opinion, is the worst thing… Read More My 8 New Strategies for Disciplining
I am just a random woman to the people I encounter in my daily life and with whom I don’t have much interaction. What those people don’t know is that I carry a secret. Since having kids, I have been blessed with some real world superpowers.
As parents, we rarely expect things in return for all the things we do for our kids. This not-expecting clause, is simply a part of the parent job profile. However, as adults, we do learn to expect some things in life. We take luxuries such as having our own room, our own bed in which… Read More Becoming Unroomed: Becoming a Rolling Stone
I am trying something new today. Recently, I was thinking about how our kids’ universe is so full of exploration and then… I decided to stop thinking, and actually start writing about it: Here is how my 2 year old explores his little universe and what exploration means to him.
I write this with a little bit of embarrassment, a little bit of guilt, and a whole lot of pride in having married so well! My husband is a saint. No, really, he is. Not the card or cape carrying kind but the kind that blends in with everyday folks, just going about his… Read More My Husband works the Second Shift
A short time ago, in recent history, I was one of those moms who was quietly judging other moms/caregivers sitting by the sidelines, almost literally, of the park on 15th and Wabash in downtown Chicago.
Promises to myself: To be a gentler, calmer me. To always remember to wish my children a good morning and a good night. To always say our “I love yous”. To hug them and kiss them as often as I possibly can. To play and dance with my kids. To not use my phone or… Read More Promises
Before I had kids, I would drag myself out of bed at 10:00 a.m. on weekends…ever thinking that I could do that as a mother…that was wishful thinking. Before I had kids, I could step out of the house at a moment’s notice…ever thinking that I would be able to do that again after I… Read More Before I had kids…