January 2010

Words from the vault

• Jen

  I’m the older sister. My children are 1, 4, and 5-and-a-half. My story is not as dramatic as Sarah's. In many ways I am pretty average. I work part time as a writer/editor at an academic publication. I'm home part time with my family, trying to keep tabs on all of the needs of five people livi

• MomalomDesigns

  I'm sorry for the recent distance between us. And the fact that I haven't even had the decency to return an email or swing by your blogs and leave a comment on the brilliant posts that you have labored over. The thing is, I've been entertaining another one of my passions: Design. Instead of takin

• Humbled

  How can I sit in my HOUSE, look around at my THINGS and want MORE? When there are people who have nothing, have lost everything and don't even know if their loved ones are alive? Why, so often, does it take the worst to make me appreciate all that I have. This amazing family. A safe, warm, happy

• A Short Love Letter to My Sweetie

  Dear Sweetie, Twelve years ago I chose you. Every day since I have chosen you. It is the easiest choice I have ever made. And I will make it again and again. All my love, Me Don't forget to join us in the Love It Up February Love Letter Challenge. We want to inspire you to write a littl

• Am I A Hottie?

  Yes, I am a hottie but not in your typical, supermodel way. I am moderately thin in a voluptuous way with large hips and full breasts and wild, uncontrollably curly hair. I have been told that my eyes are as green as the Connecticut River, which is a murky sort of green and that my bee sting lips wo

• Somehow nothing's perfect, even when everything is as it's supposed to be

  I've been so indecisive about my emotions this week. The weather's been rainy, and so have I. I feel a sour melting of my heart with every wish for bedtime, for alone time, for peace and quiet. I love my kids, I do. But it takes a special lens to find joy in the every day, the every need, the feedin

• Yes. It really takes that long to ...

  Having three kids, I could finish that sentence any number of ways. But, today, tonight, ... put the kids to bed. Twice in the last week I have found myself explaining why it is I start the bedtime ritual so early. Two friends with one child each (Please notice I did not say "only" one child

• October First

  Happy Birthday, Dad. We miss you every day, but today we miss you a little bit more.

• This is my life: Just don't call me Lois

  This video has me on-the-floor-rolling-laughing-oh-my-god-the-funny every single time.

• A Little Glimpse of the Pre-Kid Us

  As I was running around trying to get myself and three kids ready for a day at the beach this morning, I heard, "Doesn't Mommy look nice today." The kids and I were due to meet some friends at 9 a.m. Things were not going smoothly. Then, "Haven't seen that one in a while." Suddenly, I