When Life Hands You a Lemon Tree, Pt 2

I can’t believe it’s been almost a year since I received the coolest birthday present ever. 

And here we are: we have lemons, people. They’re big, almost ready, and lovely. They aren’t plentiful, but I will make the very most of them.  Continue reading

The Passenger Seat

I don’t know what happens that causes us to stop sharing the sweet spots of parenting with others beyond the baby years. Maybe occasionally, we hear songs of praise for the years right before tweenhood; that often-calm time before a storm of new hormones and insecurities.

We are doing one another a disservice. There are so many sweet spots beyond that point- really and truly.

Like when they are allowed to graduate to the front passenger seat.

You know, beside you.  Continue reading

The Lies I’ve Been Told.

My mind wanders when I drive. Today it landed on the realization that it’s already May, which lead to thinking about what we’d be doing at this time had we homeschooled this year, which lead to thinking about the fact that come fall, all of my babies will be in school. Which lead to…now what? Which lead to remembering how much I loved teaching pre-k; lining those papers up every morning, replacing the broken crayons, all in anticipation of those sweet babies busting through the door. Another thought broke in: hmm, that sounds an awful lot like a routine. But you don’t like routines. Or order. Oh right, I don’t. But I did, so….don’t I? Again, my mind was lead another way: the things we accept about ourselves, according to others. Sure, sometimes I despise routine, but not ALL the time. What else had I accepted? Turns out, a lot. Continue reading

A note to readers

Hi, friends. You may notice the blog looks a little different…or at least that it’s missing quite a few posts that were previously visible. As my kiddos grow, their needs change, and I have to be both considerate and protective of those needs.

If you were sent here specifically looking for the kinds of posts that have now been set to private, feel free to shoot me an email and we can talk. I don’t want anyone to feel as though they’re in this parenthood business alone, and I’m happy to have a conversation, but moving forward, that will be done in a slightly different way.

Thank you all a bunch for all the love and support you’ve given this little writing space of mine, it means more than you know.