By Kelly I woke up this morning and saw Corey standing in the middle of the bedroom getting dressed for work. The kids were bouncing on some cushions on the floor, which they undoubtedly stripped off my white reading chairs in the corner. I struggled to get out of bed and join the party, but…
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Pregnancy Journal: “Morning” Sickness
By Kelly Welcome back to the Pregnancy Journal here at 5 Minutes for Parenting. You can find more information about this project here. You know those medical professionals who say each pregnancy is different? Hogwash. In my experience, it’s hogwash. Each of my pregnancies – and this is my fifth – have been identical. I…
Pregnancy Journal
By Kelly Women, as a collective, share many things. Stories about buying our first bra, getting our first period and waiting for that high-school crush to call can unite a disparate group and cause instant camaraderie to well up. But nothing really touches the symbiotic topics of pregnancy and childbirth. It can ignite a firestorm…
Seeds
By Kelly I was quickly changing the baby from pajamas to clothes this morning – which could describe any morning during the school year, really – when my five-year-old walked into the room, shot me a big grin and said, “I brushed my teeth before I put my clothes on today, Mommy.” The following thoughts…
A SAHM Moment
By Kelly I pulled into the garage this afternoon a little after 1:00, with the following list of urgent concerns. 1. Corey needed me to e-mail him some directions immediately; he was going to be leaving the office in 5 minutes. 2. I had two Trader Joe’s bags in the back of the mini-van. 3….
Home
By Kelly Corey and I went for a walk after dinner tonight. The older kids were playing with friends in the neighborhood, laughing and riding bikes in the golden, evening twilight. So it was just me, my husband, our 20-month-old Teyla and the dog. Corey and I chatted about Natalie’s first day of third grade…
Air Travel, Not Scare Travel: Navigating the Not-So-Friendly Skies with your Kids
By Kelly I knew we’d get the looks. Anyone traveling by plane with three kids, as we did last week, is bound to be on the receiving end of a few “please don’t sit by me” glances. And when we walked up to security, it’s amazing to watch the gait of our fellow travelers quicken,…
Brotherly Love
By Kelly I carry the baby from the bathroom. She’s wrapped in a hooded towel like a plump, wet burrito. Her brother, wrapped in his own towel combo, trails behind and makes the following announcement about his sister. “Mom, tomorrow night, I’m going to marry Teyla.” I pause. It’s true that my family tree can…
That House
By Kelly A Tuesday in mid-August doesn’t seem the most likely day for a dream to come true. Even when it dawns sunny and bright and filled with the sing-song of birds and toddlers, the ordinariness is louder than the potential within. That’s how my day started yesterday. A yawn, some coffee. Wipe a nose,…
Margin
By Kelly Last night, as I waited for my brain to turn off and the drowsiness to descend, I read through my journal from last year. I was sad and slightly startled to see how much depth my writing had 12 months ago. These days, my writing tends toward the surface and the amusing. Nothing…