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  • that sinking feeling. again.

    you know, before i had kids, before i got married, i was a pretty confident person. i think a lot of that confidence came from youth. and being kind of blissfully clueless about the delicacy of all human interaction. …
  • resiliancy.

    colin's kindergarten teacher has taught the kids some big words. i love that. i've always cringed at how much adults talk down to kids. it's not that i think that we need to talk about heavy adult topics -- death and …
  • sad news.

    the eleven year old nephew of an online mom friend of mine has been battling a rare type of cancer that they found, on a bit of a fluke, several months ago. today we found out that the cancer has taken over his lungs an…
  • i don't get it.

    so here's a weird milestone: i just got back from my very first bunco game. and, i'm not sure i get it. it's not that i think i'm cooler than bunco (honestly!), but i don't think i'm cut out for this particular social…
  • walking on eggshells (part deux)

    it's the strangest thing. i really do feel so much more vulnerable now taking my boys out in public, or even interacting with other kids here in our home. what if they bonk another kid on the head when i'm not looking?…
  • on boys and girls

    i was sitting in the shade at the park after school today, when colin came running up to me. "mom," he said, "that little girl is wearing white underwear." he laughed. "i flipped up her skirt when she was climbing up …
  • my son thinks he's black.

    on monday colin and i went to his school for his one-on-one assessment. we got there a bit early so we were wandering around looking at the artwork posted on the windows. colin's class had prepared a sort of quilt-like…
  • when does mothering happen?

    this morning, after i put Colin on the school bus to kindergarten, and after i dropped Kai off at preschool, i began to wonder: when, exactly, does mothering happen? is it during the 45 minutes or so after the boys wak…
  • bad mom.

    i consider myself to be a relatively tough chickee, not often prone to overly sentimental moments. but this morning as i was waving to colin as i watched his school bus pulling away from the curb, i noticed how small he…
  • r-e-s-p-e-c-t

    I swear, sometimes the way Colin looks at me, it's like there's a belligerent 15 year old boy in there, trapped in the body of a 5 year old. And more often than not, as of late, it's actually the way Colin isn't looking…