By Beck I’ve been writing a lot about jealousy this week, although I don’t know why. Jealousy is a horrible thing to admit to, a terrible pettiness, and I am a very jealous person. Not just of people who have things financially better than me, but also of people who have talents that I covet,…
Monthly Archives: August 2008
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…
Swimsuits, Sprinklers and the Last Trimester
By Veronica My three-year-old loves to wear a swimsuit, but she hates to get wet. When I take her to a waterpark – like I did today – she spends the first half-hour racing in widening circles around me, chattering and playing. If we stay long enough, she may dip her fingers in the sprinklers….
The View from Here
By Megan Everything. Everything. Is beautiful. For seventy-five percent of every day, this is what I see when I look down. A beautiful, peaceful, slurpiliciously perfect face. But his arrival was anything but peaceful: An emergency C-section in the nth hour with scary decelerations in his heartrate for hours prior, me scared and sick, nurses…
I Quit
By Melodee I quit. I quit because I am unqualified. I took this job when it involved nothing more than cuddling babies, changing diapers and offering the appropriate amount of formula per day. I wasn’t required to make conversation, enforce rules or deal with teenage lapses in judgment. I was good back then. I could…
You Moved Us
From Stephanie– This week I, a very avid and extended breastfeeder, was moved by Maria Bailey’s great take on support for all mothers- even if you feed your baby formula- at Blue Suit Mom: And The Silver Goes To… From Veronica– Julie Q at Mental Tesserae muses on the nature of children’s hurts and healing…
911 Is Not The Yarn Shop
By Stephanie I have been trying to get some really cool buttons ordered from a yarn shop I visited while vacationing in Colorado. Every now & then I give them a call and leave a message and it’s just been phone tag. I decide to call again and the person answers “Blippitybloppity911?” (that’s what it…
Stay Sane at the Supermarket
By Jennifer Donovan, Managing Editor of 5 Minutes for Books and Contributing Editor at 5 Minutes for Mom. She blogs about her life and loves at Snapshot. I envied the mother who was entering the supermarket at the same time I was leaving. No, envy isn’t an honest word for what I was feeling. Resentful,…
Seven Years Ago
By Beck I originally posted this back at my original, now defunct blog, and it’s always been one of my favorites. While I was reading through an old diary this week, I realized with a jolt that the events in this post happened very close to this time seven years ago , and so I…
The Hallway of Pew-Pew
By Kelly Warning: This post is not for the weak of stomach or the faint of heart. Or for those eating breakfast. Especially if you’re eating Cocoa Puffs. Connor, my three-year-old, is currently potty-training. He’s not all that thrilled about it, since he’s just fine with diapers — even if they are sagging to his…