My Top 13 Mommy Confessions
by Karen Osburn
I’m not typically a Mommy who worries. Really.
But I have my moments. I have my doubts, fears, and insecurities like many Moms do.
Or do they?
Maybe it is just me? […]
by Karen Osburn
I’m not typically a Mommy who worries. Really.
But I have my moments. I have my doubts, fears, and insecurities like many Moms do.
Or do they?
Maybe it is just me? […]
by Maggie Lamond Simone
“I wouldn’t go back there for the world!” I said to a woman whose daughter was picking out new school stuff alongside my son.
“All I did was worry about homework and clothes, and if I wasn’t doing that, I was chasing a boy – not that I ever caught one. It was just way too much stress.”
“I know!” the woman laughed. “I’m glad this one’s only in first grade!”
“That’s when I was talking about,” I replied. She grabbed her child and fled. […]
by Nancy LaMar Rodgers
Here’s to Your Health
I put the supplements up on the counter at the health food store. My eight month old was positioned on my hip and my 11 year old was standing next to me, bored and put out by the endless errands we had to run that day.
On the counter was Kava Kava for relaxation, B12 for energy, Vitamin D for my immune, Psyllium powder for constipation, and Black Cohosh for menopausal symptoms. My son was fidgeting and trying to grab whatever was colorful on the counter. The owner had yet to come to the register. I handed the baby off to his sister and said, “hold your brother for a second, I forgot something.” She obliged begrudgingly, still annoyed with his existence, ruining her standing as an “only child.” […]
by Marc Parsont
My wife is particular. Favorite brand of this. Won’t touch that. I understand and try and adapt to this part of her nature. I’m not sure I’m that much better anyway.
It didn’t bother me when she asked me to pick up some toothpaste for her at the local drugstore. How hard is it to pick up some toothpaste? That was my first mistake.
I mean, how hard can it be? Keep this in mind. The last time I bought toothpaste was a little over a year and three tubes of Cinnamon toothpaste gel ago. TGFA (Thank Goodness for Amazon!)
Well, let me tell you. That gooey, paste or gel can make your brain swell and pop — like one of those science fiction movies with the exception that you’ll have whiter teeth and better smelling breath. […]
by Lora Freeman Williams
Dear Reader: We are so pleased to present an excerpt from MotheringintheMiddle.com contributor Lora Freeman Williams’ newly published book:
When Isaac is five weeks old, my mother dies. She has just turned 65.
My home phone rings while I’m taking a nap with the baby. It awakens me, and I decide to let it ring. When my cell begins to ring next, I realize that it is the hospital trying my second number. The nurse tells me Mom’s oxygen levels are dropping, the end near.
I cry hard for a few minutes. I’m thinking I can’t do this alone. I need help. So I call a friend, and Karen picks us up a short time later.
When we arrive, I see my mother is gasping for breath, and I feel like the little girl I once was, in big trouble. It’s like times she wanted me to fix things that were far beyond my ability to fix. The nurse tells this is what the body does as “part of the process.” She also tells me that Mom can still hear.
I go into her room, holding Isaac. […]
by Sharon Sanchez
Making the decision to bring a pet into your family isn’t always easy. There are many things to consider such as the type of pet, cost, housing, etc. You may be hoping to teach your child responsibility. All of those things are important. But adding a pet into your home can provide priceless experiences you may have not considered before. […]
by Wendy Sue Noah
Dear Reader: We’re so pleased to feature the writing of our own Wendy Sue Noah, on today’s launching of her book, Real Eyes Faith
Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
“Why did this smart vivacious woman stay with such a monster?”
I get this question a lot.
First, there was my interpretation of blind faith that God really wanted me there. Second I had no friends or family in Los Angeles. Finally with each child, I felt more and more stuck.
If I we did not have children, I can say with conviction that I would have left him early in our relationship, like the first three wives.
With each child, I felt more pressure. I would never leave my babies. I couldn’t imagine running away to a shelter with them. In my clouded view, there were no other options. The irony of necessity brought a solution I dismissed. We’ve all experienced a “wake-up call” at some point in our lives. A moment of clarity provides both a call to action and the strength to carry it out. It was time for change. The moment of clarity for me, when I realized with real eyes came from innocence. […]
by Rosemary Lichtman, Ph.D. and Phyllis Goldberg, Ph.D.
We can say without a doubt that intimate friendships have always been important to women. But have you noticed that they’ve become even more so as you face the transitions of children growing up and parents growing older?
Findings from a recent MacArthur Foundation Study indicate that the emotional security and social support that these relationships provide for women have been a survival strategy for them in adversity. In fact, friendship is one of the keys to a long and more satisfying life. […]
by Nicholas D'Ambra
I am a self-proclaimed helicopter parent. I originally thought the term meant one who rises above everything while looking out for everyone. Turns out, it references a parent who hovers.
I’ve been told this by all the “professional” parents around me and some school care-givers as well. They don’t actually say “helicopter parent” to my face, but, rather they whisper or infer it. It’s okay. We waited until our forties to have a family.
If I seem cautious with my children, it’s because life has taught me a lot and I’m trying to protect them from excessive E.R. visits. But, I want them to learn from my mistakes. Rarely a good thing to be sure. I wrestle with this everyday. My Mom and Dad wanted a better life for me and my sister; I want better for my children. But I wonder, are we making life too easy for our children?
I see other parents do it and sometimes I cringe. Recently, at dinner with another family, I witnessed a full nuclear meltdown when the child hadn’t received a particular color of crayon. My wide eyes and gaping mouth did little to hide my shock at how the parent handled this. Instead of taking their child aside and discussing the unacceptable behavior, the parent walked up to the host station and requested a red crayon for her “poor” child who neglectfully did not receive all of the appropriate shades in their crayon box. Crisis averted…or delayed?
I may have also unwittingly made similar mistakes. (But my son is really cute!) I’m not kidding; even his pediatrician asked me if it was difficult to say no. It is. But I do. And I stick to it…mostly. (But, seriously… he’s reallllly cute!)
The […]
by Elizabeth Heineman
“I am a fertility goddess,” I told Glenn. “First I get pregnant with a woman, then I get pregnant at forty-five.”
“Indeed,” Glenn said.
“Yes. If I’d lived my whole adult life with men, and at an earlier time, when they didn’t have such good birth control, I’d have six kids and six abortions behind me by now.” I am a historian of women and sexuality, and such people have no illusions about how women used to control their fertility.
“Good thing Julia saved you from that fate,” Glenn said. […]