Last night, out of the clear, blue sky – as if there were such a thing – my daughter said to me, “So… your dad’s invisible, right?” I wasn’t sure how to respond. My dad died three years ago but for much of my life he was, essentially, invisible. But she wasn’t speaking figuratively – She’s 4.
Posts Tagged ‘Motherhood’
Someday
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Surely You Gestate, Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Childhood, Death, Fetal Death, Fetal Loss, Grief, Motherhood, Parenting, Stillbirth on June 26, 2010 | 9 Comments »
Editing
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Surely You Gestate, Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Fetal Death, Fetal Loss, Grief, Motherhood, Stillbirth on June 22, 2010 | 20 Comments »
When you pee on the stick and see the second pink line develop, you begin a reworking of your life story. The movie that is your life is getting a new character and everything from that day forward is going to be different. I got my second line on February 9th and immediately packed up my summer clothes and soon after, all the rest of my non-maternity clothes. I wouldn’t be needing those for awhile.
Skeletons
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Surely You Gestate, Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Fetal Death, Fetal Loss, Grief, Motherhood, Stillbirth on June 20, 2010 | 17 Comments »
When you’re in the midst of something absolutely dreadful, a lot of people will tell you that God will not give you more than you can handle in a day. I used to listen and nod, maybe even believing them on some level. I’ve thought a lot about this theory over the past few years and I’ve come up with the following conclusion: BULLSHIT.
Grinch By Grinch
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Children, Christmas, Grinch, Holidays, Kids, Magic, Motherhood, Parenting, The Grinch on December 15, 2009 | 25 Comments »
The Christmas season is upon us. And when I say “upon” I mean sitting on top of us and kicking us in the face with its big, sooty Santa boots. For the past 10 years or so, Christmas has seemed like something to get through. The magic of my youth, when I would wait for the Sears catalog to arrive and then circle, dog-ear and then highlight (just to be extra sure) the 978 toys that I wanted, faded long ago. The enjoyment of the lights and songs and spirit of the season gave way to feeling taxed and maxed out, not just mentally and physically but also from the perspective of the kind people at Mastercard.
Out With the Riff-Raffi
Posted in Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Children's Music, Kids Children, Moms, Motherhood, Mothering, Parenting, Parents, Preschool, Raffi on September 29, 2009 | 71 Comments »
I’m confused. How in the name of Greg/Sam, Anthony, Murray, and Jeff has my child been exposed to the likes of Raffi without my consent or knowledge? Prior to this week I was vaguely aware of Raffi’s existence but did not know anything about him. I had heard of the song, “Baby Beluga” but did not know the tune nor did I care to. Imagine my surprise when my kid picks up a Raffi concert DVD at the library and says, “Let’s get this ‘Waffy’ movie, Mom!”…
Haiku Coup
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., tagged Children, Haiku, Kids, Moms, Motherhood, Parenting, Poetry, Preschool on September 28, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Hide in the bathroom
The only peace to be found
Three-year olds are loud
Sometimes You DO Feel Like a Nut
Posted in Hungry Like the Wolf, Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Children, Kids, Moms, Motherhood, Parenthood, Peanut Allergy, Peanuts, Preschool on September 20, 2009 | 2 Comments »
My daughter is starting preschool on Tuesday and there are lots and lots of forms to fill out, lists to read and agreements to sign and date. Most of them seem to pertain to peanut allergies and my rights and responsibilities in regards to them…
That’s Mrs. Clairol to YOU
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Karma Police, Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Aging, Children, Grey Hair, Hair Color, Kids, Motherhood, Mothers, Preschool on September 19, 2009 | 6 Comments »
I went to the local community center yesterday to sign my daughter up for a preschool program. A much-coveted spot had finally opened up and I was more than excited to take it. I had called in advance and they were expecting me. A young man of about 20 greeted me at the front desk, shook my hand and said, “You must be Miss Mary!” Um, alrighty… He showed me around and explained the procedures (yes on sunscreen-application assistance, no on butt-wiping assistance)…
Word ‘Em Up
Posted in But Enough About Me. Let's Talk About You., Sweet Child O' Mine, tagged Children, Kids, Motherhood, Poop, Potty Training, Rush Limbaugh on September 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Two exciting new phrases were coined in our family yesterday. My potty-training daughter invented the term, “Poo Poo Crumbs” and I came up with, “What’s your rush, Limbaugh?!” ‘Twas a good day. ‘Twas a very good day, indeed…
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