1> Sleep when the baby sleeps.Sure. Because after spending 8 hours plus a day nursing, 4 hours total changing diapers & spitty, poopy clothes, and more hours upon hours rocking, carrying, and comforting your newborn, the magic dish-washing, laundry doing, vacuuming, bill-paying, ... Read More »
Soulful Stories On Momhood by Erin
Erin is real and sometimes brutally honest in the depiction of her life. It always astounds her that so many people can relate to her stories.
She is the single momma of the three most incredible people she's ever met. She does a little bit of everything from Real Estate to Accounting, from talking philosophy with her teenager to singing the Barney theme with her youngest, from bringing the bacon home & serving it up to being an exhausted stressed out crying lunatic with a glass of wine & a good friend on the other side of the phone line.
If you keep reading, she'll keep writing. Undoubtedly in the corner of the room buried under a sea of toys and Cheerios, but writing.
Come back to read Erin's Musings on Momhood...
You've heard the words again and again. 'Single Mom.' You probably know some. Maybe you were raised by one. Maybe you are one. Maybe you are just grateful that you're not. Perhaps you see the words as being synonymous with strength, with grace, with love. Or maybe the words make you feel a sense of ... Read More »
For 9 years I sat in silence. I watched as your little girl's little face shed huge tears over you. I watched as she fell apart. I watched as she added your name to the bottom of grocery lists she'd write to tell me what she wanted (juice, chips, Daddy). I watched her tell Santa the only thing she ... Read More »
Yesterday was Report Card Day. The first one of the year. My daughter was so excited to see her grades! She has been working so hard. I'm not going to pretend I am one of those parents who believes in homework. Truthfully, I don't. I see my kids go off to school for nine hours a day, 5 days a week, ... Read More »
I was thirty-two in the summer of 2011, and my life was finally beginning to look like something that made sense. It was me and my two girls, Lily, age nine, and Grace, age six. Their Dad and I had separated about four years prior. While still young, they weren't babies anymore, and their busier ... Read More »