Two kids ago, I was faced with quite a conundrum. My husband had confessed to me his lifelong dream of joining the Navy, and after months of discussions and planning, he left for boot camp. Including school in California, he was gone for about six months when our boys were 3 and 2 years old. During that time, I dealt with the most trying situations our family had faced until that point without his assistance: my first trip to the emergency room as a mom, our house getting hit by lightning, and setting up a pack-and-play.
That last one almost broke me.
My mom was babysitting so I could go to my high school reunion. Before I left, she asked me...
The day we shut down Chick-fil-A. It’s a day that is permanently singed into my brain. Okay, it was only the play place, but that might as well be all of Chick-fil-A, amiright?
The Fateful Day
So this fateful day we had traveled to Mom Mecca and I even scored the rare front row seats! (For you newbs, that’s a booth right next to the glass, so those eagle eyes of mine can remind my child that I’m *always watching*!) I’m not a big fan of sending my kids into a play place unattended (personal choice, stand down all you keyboard vigilantes). However, today we were waiting for Dad, Nan, & Pops for a special dinner, and kid 1 & kid...
Raising twins is stressful.
It’s double the diapers, twice the tantrums, and double the mess. Along with the stresses of raising twins though is something that’s commonly overshadowed: the stress of raising a sibling of twins.
Twins get a lot of attention from birth to adulthood. I’ve witnessed it all my life. Not only am I a mother of twins, but I am older sister to identical twin brothers and also married to a twin.
Things have come in twos all my life, which is the reason I have always been sensitive to how my oldest daughter would be impacted by being the sister of twins.
When we found out we were having twins, one concern (of many) was how my oldest daughter...
Because of how our district is arranged, my three school-aged children attend three different schools. They each come home with folders packed with reminders. I call them "micro-aggressions." Each one represents some upcoming significant date, whether a field trip, free dress day, or even just a heads-up to expect a progress report soon. Honestly, I'm doing my best simply to match the correct slip of paper to the correct kid (help me out here, admin, and put the school names on the top of each paper, will ya?!)
My husband and I carve out time every afternoon to do the homework routine. While the kids plug away at their assignments, we are busy checking the folders, signing the daily reports,...
There is nothing that can drain us all like the daily grind can. Sometimes (most of the time) it can feel like Groundhog’s Day. Same routines, same people, different day. Sometimes it can feel like you are living in your car or that you are an Uber driver for your family. Everyone else looks as if they are relaxing the day away while you are going cross-eyed.
What if I told you that you are not the only one who is busy? Newsflash: there are other busy people out there. It might feel like you are alone but reality is, you aren’t. Millions of women right now are probably just as busy as you are and like you, trying to...
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