Summer is around the corner and that means water activities. I have a LOVE/hate relationship with water. I love, love, love the water. I grew up cottaging on a lake, swimming like a fish and teaching little kids to swim.
Living in the era of constant connectedness can mean bearing the burden of grief and sorrow for those that are suffering in far reaching corners of the world. That burden is amplified when those horrors strike home.
I have always relied heavily on my gut to guide me through big decisions and it has, for the most part, been very good to me. I have been told that I have a good head on my shoulders and I think it is fairly accurate (apparently I’m feeling really modest today too). But if you don’t know me then it helps to have some background here.
“Nobody told me…(fill in the blank)”. How often have you said this or heard one of your girlfriends say this about something pregnancy or post-pregnancy related? While pregnant with my first child, I felt like I was saying it all the time.
I’m kind of depressed about the fact that I now use the term “crossover SUV” in conversation. I am a practical person = Practically Speaking. I also try, on those days when I don’t have a kid attached to my leg, to pretend that I could pass as a cool non-mom person - whatever that may be.
I think my brain has either already shorted out or is experiencing some definite trauma associated with conversations gone unfinished.
My thoughts are frazzled and I can’t remember to whom I have said what. I am completely healthy, my brain is fine, but I am finally facing my reality as a parent.
I long for the days of going to the bathroom by myself. It has been a while since I’ve been able to enjoy it in private. I never "enjoyed" going to the bathroom so even saying that sounds absurd.
The Switch Witch was introduced to me a few years ago by a mom-friend of mine.
I laughed when she said it because I thought there is NO WAY my kids would go for it, but lo and behold, they think it is the best thing ever.
Have you heard of her? You might want to consider having her stop by your house this Halloween.
My girlfriend once told me that the names of imaginary friends are actually names of children that have died in your house. That’s an awesome urban legend isn’t it?
Thursday was Day 4 of the Chicago Teachers Union (CTU) strike. Two of my kids started in the public school system here in Chicago last Tuesday.
