I DO know how to toilet train my son!

It only took one year of trying! Exactly one year ago, I published this post entitled "I do not know how to toilet train my son." I swear that I wrote a follow-up post to the original, but I cannot seem to find it. I did, however, write a more recent post involving my son and the toilet, but ...

I have to help myself first right now

I just experienced something very strange. I picked up my son from school today and from the moment he put his little hand in mine he was asking about his toy ice cream truck. This was the toy that he was focused on playing with today (not the school bus, not the microwave, not Peppa, but the ...

I am proud

I am many things this morning. One is proud. That is not easy to write; in all honesty, I have almost chickened out of this post entirely a few times. But I am going to try. This is not a post about all of the things and people who are making me proud in my life right now. Let ...

All the feelings.

It has been a little too long since I've last written, and that is because I have started and stopped this post (in my head, on paper and on this keyboard) time and time again, but unable to get it out of my heart and onto the page or screen or full consciousness. This past week ...

I was such a bad mom

(featured image above is from last Thursday, when I also felt like a bad mom.) Today, I cried. I cried a lot. I cried to people including, but not limited to, my mom, two car salesmen at the car dealership and my dietician. I was feeling so guilty. I felt like such a bad mom. And then, this evening, I ...

Happy Valentine’s Day

Some stories are long. They make for long posts. Some stories feel long. And they are so exhausting that they make for short posts. This one is the latter. *** I have written so much about Valentine's Day over the years; I have written about love and gratitude; I have told stories of our past; Last year's post was particularly fun (and reminds me ...

Because I am very tired

I was going to make the title of this post "Guilt." but something about that felt vaguely familiar to me. So I did a quick search and exactly one month ago, on February 3, I wrote an entire post about guilt. At that point my guilt was centered around the pressure I was putting on ...

On Motherhood

By today's standards, I waited a good while before having my second child. I get the whole "two under two" and "done with diapers" things, they just weren't my bag. Instead, my kids are three and a half years apart to the week. In hindsight I am so glad that I did wait; (for so ...