Writing is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.

— Winston Churchill

Friday Funday: I’m Over the Mommy Guilt

Aaron and I crossed state borders to spend last weekend with friends, a place where there are lots of children to play with and fun to be had. Tuesday I unplugged from work, put down my Blackberry and spent the day humoring my child. The rest of the week I participated in play dates, made [...]

My Child Threw a Wrench in my Work/Life Balance Illusion

Work/life balance is the highly-sought but often illusive goal for those of us researched and generalized as Gen Xers. Men and women, moms and dads, we’re always striving for the right mix of personal and professional.
My husband and I through much contemplation, tough decisions and a little bit of muddling have created a best of [...]

Boys and Bugs

Do boys and bugs go hand-in-hand? Snips and snails and puppy dog tails.
I’m not a fan of insects, regardless of whether or not they sting, crawl, creep bite or not, I like to keep a respectful distance. Spiders are not welcome in my home and when they dare crawl a wall or dangle above my [...]

Friday Funday

Before I became a mother, I spent a lot of time dreaming about becoming a mother. I’d close my eyes and let my mind sweetly wander to the moments I’d spend quietly reading to a child, engaging in messy art projects, snuggling in bed late in the morning,  and running outside,  playing until we had [...]

Friday Funday

Spending so much time writing and thinking about child sexual abuse over the last several months, has of course prompted “good touch/bad touch” conversations with my son. I always try to make the conversation light and while I don’t want to freak him out, I do know that talking to him is critical to keeping [...]

Reorganizing My World and Slave Labor

My 5-year-old son is a bit compulsive about certain things. When he was a toddler, he’d refuse to eat french fries unless he could first put them in a straight line across his plate. Before he could even walk or talk, he was much happier sorting Legos by size, shape and color than he was [...]

Parenting Mistake No. 5,647

Yesterday I was bouncing around blog world reading all these great posts about helping children create better self esteem, when I received an email from my 21-year-old stepdaughter.
She was in the process of answering a questionnaire as part of an internship application for this summer, and wanted some help. She’d spent time thinking and writing [...]

Helping Children Create a Positive Body Image

I’m always happy to put pen to paper for a worthy endeavor and when WickedStepMom asked me to join in a round-table blogging effort related to helping children create a positive self image, I said sure. Then she assigned the first topic and I thought damn.
For her project, Beautiful Like Me, she asked us to [...]

Is Grandpa on Speed Dial?

In my last post I was contemplating bullying and the subtle nuances of friendships and home life that most certainly feed a culture of one-up-menship and false superiority between seemingly disparate groups of people. You were all so kind in your comments and feedback, which I adore.
Just as I was starting to think I perhaps [...]

More Thoughts on Education. Will Someone Pay Me to Talk to Myself?

Here’s the real question about whether or not Aaron should start kindergarten in our public school … if he falls down and scrapes a knee, or if he has a bully in his class, or he refuses to sing because he really despises sing-alongs (except with his mom), [...]