Bye Baby Bye

Yesterday, I watched a show where families were fostering and adopting children. There was a little baby, and my uterus ached. My babies were babies so very long ago. My oldest is 14, a true man-child. My littlest is 8, moving out of the little kid stage, but still there. At 12 is my middle, […]

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Sunday

Sunday is my favorite day of the week. Saturdays, I often spend sleeping. Sheer exhaustion, from the five days of ninety minutes each way commute and then eight hours in a small room in front of mounds of paper and two computer screens, sheer exhaustion takes over. My eyes struggle to stay open most of the day. I […]

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Three Unhelpful Words

Believe me: I’ve counted them. A million times. Backwards, forwards, upside and out. I’ve written them down. I’ve told my friends. I’ve laid them at the altar, giving thanks and praise. My home. 1 My children. 3 My husband. 1 My job. 1 My degrees. 3 My friends. 10+ My family. 10+ My (physical) health. 20+ […]

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the times you let your children down

I work crazy long hours. The hours aren’t actually crazy, but since my commute is 1.5 hours each way, it feels crazy. I see my children in the morning before they go to school (had to work my way into that flexibility) and then for an hour or so when I get home before they […]

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When My Kids Lie

I thought my kids did a great job this afternoon with homework and stuff, so I let them ride their bikes to the “corner store” to get whatever they wanted for $2. They got candy, of course. They ate a lot of it. One didn’t really eat dinner, but that’s on me, right? Fine. Tonight, […]

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My Kids Don’t Need Me

My kids don’t need me. The Messenger, 2, started a new day care part-time two weeks ago. It was his first time in a group setting other than church. The first day was a gradual entry day, designed to help kids and their parents with the separation anxiety that can often accompany new surroundings.  I asked […]

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