We’ve recently noticed that while women make it a priority to get together every so often for wine and pedicures and a major chat-fest, the men don't.
Perhaps it’s simply that guys feel it would ruin their rugged reputation if they called the gents together for Spa Night, but we’re pretty sure that’s not the only reason.
Enlightenment. Don’t you wish that every morning you woke up to the sweet sounds of singing birds (or just silence), where you could spend fifteen, even five minutes looking inward and evaluating your choices? You know, reflecting on how yesterday’s meltdown could have been avoided.
For more than a few weeks now, I’ve been a little checked out, kind of disconnected and pretty numb. I’ve wanted to write but I’ve needed to escape from my own reality.
My ninety-two-year-old grandmother has given birth to a lot of babies. She had babies in the 1930s, 40s, 50s, and 60s. She was collecting the baby bonus and old-age pension at the same time. Grandma is as wise as she is old so when she talks, this humble creator of five babies drops everything and listens.
As Paula Spencer Scott, Caring.com senior editor wrote in, "7 Ways to Handle a Hothead -- Without Blowing Your Top" steadying yourself with people who feel slighted is challenging. In my line of work this would be hurt and angry co-parents and their children.
I love being a writer, but one of the hardest things about my job is that I do it alone, in my house, all day long. If it were not for my children and their after-school activities, I am quite sure that weeks would go by in which I wouldn’t actually speak to another living soul.
The other day, a close family relative of mine (or at least I think of her as close) came to visit. I hadn’t seen her in a year and a half. She and her 3-year-old were only in town for five days.
The chaos of juggling kids is nothing new, but getting them back in the groove of school is beyond hectic!
Whether you are a working or a stay-at-home mom, juggling our families to get everybody out the door on time and picked up on time isn’t easy. In my case, it's manic.
My daughter Elby’s best friend, Dylan, is moving away and I’m devastated for her. It’s really the worst thing that’s happened to her -besides me coming home from the hospital with twins.
Over the last two years, I have seen a lot of young women battle illness - yep, that usual suspect, cancer, hard at work.
As I see them struggle with their young families, businesses and work obligations, it always leaves me wondering - how would I cope? Or more to the point - how would my family cope?
