On being the Mom

To My Six-Year-Olds

To My Six-Year-Olds

Last week’s Newtown Tragedy has upset me more than almost anything I can think of in my life. I was happily doing some Christmas shopping on Friday when my mother texted me and asked if I had seen the news. She gave some brief statistics and I sat in my car in the parking lot, absolutely horrified. And…

Not a Mommy Blogger Anymore

Not a Mommy Blogger Anymore

Yesterday, my youngest and I were out shopping when she told me that the shoes she was wearing hurt her feet. “Are they too small?” I asked. “No. They just pinch my toes. But I can handle it. I’m a big girl!” And then it hit me—I am not a mom of littles anymore. And as far as blogging…

My Secret Life

My Secret Life

A few weeks ago I sang an opera aria (Vissi d’Arte from Tosca) at a funeral.  After the service, one of my neighbors came up to me and said, “Who knew that the woman who runs up the hill to the bus stop in her pajamas every morning could sing like that!”  After I overcame…

Productive Mommy Syndrome

Productive Mommy Syndrome

Around here, that’s what PMS stands for. Once a month, I am relentless about getting things done. And I slave-drive my poor family. They must be used to it, because if I raise my voice during normal days, the girls get their feelings so hurt that I never hear the end of it. But during…

A safe haven

A safe haven

I have seen “Monster’s, Inc” 1,492 times. Give or take a few hundred. Seems this movie is always the favorite when my kids are around age 2. My oldest daughter called it “corporated” and watched it multiple times a day when I was dying on the couch pregnant with my second daughter. My second daughter…