By Kelly This post was originally published on my personal blog, Love Well, last May. In keeping with the theme, I’m running this encore essay because my kids are sick again, leaving me little energy — mental or physical — to write something you’d actually want to read. (I assume most of you don’t want…
Author Archives: Kelly
What I’m Thankful For This Thanksgiving (A Partial List)
By Kelly I’m thankful for the toys scattered around my living room, because it means I have little ones at play. I am thankful for the headache that’s keeping me quiet today, because in the stillness, I am more conscious of the holy beauty of life. I’m thankful for my tiny house, because it has…
Baby Food
By Kelly Growing up, I was never the domestic type. My dream was multiple careers, not multiple kids. I brushed off attempts by my Mom to teach me how to cook and clean and iron. I showed no interest in decorating or design. Heck, I barely knew how to do laundry. In college, I changed…
Heffalump
By Kelly I sat on my kitchen floor last night and played “let’s fall all over Mom” with Teyla. She’s ten months old now, which is both an indisputable fact and an incomprehensible mystery. She’s starting to purposefully interact with us; she offers me bites of her food, for example, and she loves to shriek…
Election Night Urgency
By Kelly The electricity of election night is palpable. During my years as a newspaper reporter and editor and then a TV news producer, I spent many election nights in cold, windowless newsrooms, which, on election night, fairly buzzed with adrenaline, bad coffee and jokes that remain, to this day, unprintable. (Why, yes, I was…
Tales from the Crib
By Kelly I was reading the October 2008 issue of Parenting magazine over the weekend, and once again, the last page made me laugh out loud. Unfortunately, I was in bed at the time. And my husband was sleeping next to me. What happened next is up to debate — no one can prove that…
A Good Mom
By Kelly I was a good mom today. I say that with no small amount of satisfaction, because many days, I’m not. I don’t listen well. I don’t play often. I’m not amazed enough. Simply put, I’m not wholly present. I’m always splintered. I eat lunch with Connor AND check my e-mail. I play Legos…
The Wall
By Kelly I am tired. Really tired. I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in … well, I don’t remember how long. Since July maybe? I know this is to be expected. It’s part of the baby package. And, to be honest, I don’t have it as bad as many new moms. Teyla, like my…
Dose of Reality
By Kelly Hi. My name is Kelly, and I’m a parent of three children. Natalie is 7, Connor is 4 and Teyla is 8 months. As you might suspect, we’ve battled our fair share of colds over the years. In fact, Connor and Teyla have colds right now. My walls echo with the sounds of…
If You Give a Child a Muffin (Tin)
By Kelly I’ll admit it: Lunch is the ugly red-headed stepchild at my house. I have a long-standing love affair with breakfast. Egg scrambled with spinach, bacon, mushrooms and avocado. Pancakes sprinkled with cranberries and blueberries or maybe bananas and brown sugar. French toast topped with pecan praline crumble. Rosy grapefruit. Fragrant strawberries. And coffee….