The Last Third Trimester

2nd Feb 2019

As I enter my third trimester for the 4th and final time (yes, I mean it this time!), I feel an odd sense of peace. Not only because every week that goes by gets me closer to a healthy baby and the end of just another miserable pregnancy, but also because I know this will be my last. It reminds me of high school and the weeks leading up to the big end of the year test which required countless practice tests, memorizing totally useless facts, and so much stress from parents and teachers. The second I handed in the test was total peace for me. I instantly forgot the bullshit I will never need to know and all the stress was lifted. That feeling is what I desperately look forward to once my boy is born. Don’t get me wrong, there will be weeks of very little sleep to […]

I want to worry about my family…

4th Oct 2018

     BLAH! I’m so damn fed up right now. Stress and anxiety is through the roof. There is no amount of meditation that can help me now, so I will take to writing as that tends to calm me and result in good revelations.      I want to wake up and go to bed worrying about my children and my family…not the condo association deactivating our paying tenants access to the building in the middle of the night. I don’t want to be fearful of a court hearing threatened against us for something we did not do. I don’t want to worry about a leak at the condo we are trying to sell, that does not actually exist. I don’t want to have to drive an hour (without traffic, if that’s even possible) to address a burglary that was actually the fire department breaking down our door and […]

Unwanted Emotions

18th Dec 2017

Postpartum depression is a roller coaster of emotions following giving birth. It can happen to fathers and mothers, and can manifest immediately or months after birth. For me, it came around 4 weeks postpartum with my third child. It is different for everyone who goes through it, but this is my version.   My newest little lady is immensely beautiful and I could stare at her and snuggle with her all day long if I could. I try, but the other two littles running around preclude that fantasy! Thankfully I have an amazingly experiences baby-snuggler in the house who wants nothing more than to love on my newest bundle (Thanks Gg)! The only time I do not feel totally head over heels in love with Gabi, is the 5 minutes or so two times per night when she stirs me from my not actual sleep with her crying of hunger. […]

3 Years of Freedom

28th Sep 2017

  Amelia, Lili, Gg, and I were outside enjoying the first Fall weather day of the year. Just relaxing on the patio, dressing and feeding baby dolls and chatting about travel plans. Lili went inside for a bit and came back out about 10 minutes later holding an ice cream cone in her hand. It was packed full of mango sorbet and a long spoon stuck in the top. “Gg, I got you ice cream!” After she brought out Gg’s, she went back inside and got the cone she made for Amelia. Now, you might think to yourself, “Why was a 3-year-old allowed to get food on her own?” But the better question is, where exactly were those items located and how did she get them? That was my question! The mango sorbet was in the middle shelf of the freezer, which Lil can reach on her own. The spoon, […]

Yoga pants are the new mom jeans

10th Oct 2014

All judgment aside…why are so many women using motherhood as an excuse to not care for themselves or about themselves? I have been flooded with various widely published Internet articles and blog posts about wearing pajamas to the bus stop, why moms should not be expected to brush their hair in the morning, and how you can pretty much expect to be entertaining your friends toddler if you come over for mid-day tea (or wine). Also, why are these same women writing articles so critical of the mothers who do take care of themselves and pay attention to their appearance? Yes, as a society, especially an American one, we have seemed to let our morals, values, and physical appearance wane a bit. We have all seen the funny pictures of slovenly dressed Wal-Mart patrons and the “just like us” pictures of celebrities sans makeup and sloughing around town in yoga […]