You are life itself! It’s time to bloom! (Also, that’s a tiny orchid in the picture which may just be… Read more You are life!
When I started writing this blog I had no idea the blog’s name — mourning dove motherhood–would take on so… Read more I just don’t like your uterus
That seems to be my lesson this week. FINISH THE DARN PROJECTS YOU STARTED THREE MONTHS AGO.
“Sometimes the bee stings, and sometimes it makes honey.” Z, age 4, tiny Buddha (and recently stung by a bee… Read more Sage advice from the 4-yr old
So much mental energy thinking about it and really, what for? I got a coffee out of the deal. I got a crazy-eyed photo out of the deal. I’m good with the law. What was the problem here?
In the here and now I reckon with the fact that I drank too many margaritas with my husband on date night (ok and ate too many chips and salsa too) and saw my weight loss successes diminish. (OUCH.) In the here and now I see that it was easier to blame my husband for the morning’s snafu trying to get our daughter out the door rather than facing the hard reality that she simply struggles with separation anxiety and it is what it whether I like it or not!
Sure am glad I didn’t dawdle getting to the airport and while running late accidentally park my rental car in… Read more Final boarding call.
In hindsight I have so many questions for my former self. Why did you, former Sarah, take so long to start writing? Why didn’t you start using anti-aging face cream sooner? And why oh why did you sit in that suffering place for so damn long?
A naked Moana doll (they are always naked) oak tree twigs of varying lengths (quantity: 2) a penny (she loves… Read more The contents of her Frozen backpack (age 4)
Child climbs into bed with me. Husband is blissfully asleep in guest bed “getting over a the stomach flu.” Please, you know he is psychic and predicted this event transpiring.
4 y.o.: “It is dark!”
Me: “Yes Z, it is the middle of the night.”
4yo: “I AM THE CHEESE MONSTER!”
Me: perplexed. Laughs.