Being Mom

What L’il A Wants To Be When She Grows up

I have asked L'il A for years what she wants to be when she grows up, and in the three years she has been able to string together sentences her answer has never wavered, "I want to be a mom." There was a fleeting moment, just once, that I felt guilty for staying home.  I… Continue reading What L’il A Wants To Be When She Grows up

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Being Mom, My Personal Perspective

Finding My Balance in Talking with the Teacher

It was the fall of 1992 and the election between George Bush Sr. and Bill Clinton was really heating up.  I remember dad driving me to school each morning in the cluttered cab of his truck.  I would lean on the door, staring out the window of the homes that lined the small shady street… Continue reading Finding My Balance in Talking with the Teacher

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective

Understanding and Recognizing an Exceptional Intelligence

I don't write much about my husband, mostly because he is an incredibly private man and I try to respect that, but today I am making an exception. I wish he saw the man that I saw or knew the man that I know.  I wonder how he doesn't look in the mirror each morning… Continue reading Understanding and Recognizing an Exceptional Intelligence

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective

7 Ways I am Coping With My PTSD As A Mom

The first time I was diagnosed with PTSD I was in my early twenties, over a decade after the very sudden loss of my father just a few days before my 11th birthday. The treatments for this were a blend of anti-anxiety medicines, antidepressants, mild forms of hypnotism, and months (well in reality years) of… Continue reading 7 Ways I am Coping With My PTSD As A Mom

Being Mom, Toddler Tendencies

My Kids–>My Karma

"My mommy hits me." We stood in the middle of a busy DFW airport, I had just been making the dramatic juggle of car seats, toddlers, and luggage from the rental car terminal to the airplane terminal post hurricane evacuation.  My shoulders hunched from an exhausting and anxiety filled week as I looked back in… Continue reading My Kids–>My Karma

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective, Orlando Adventures, Step-Parenting To Do's

Wrapping Up The Magic of Christmas

I don't really remember the day mom finally confirmed the dreaded rumors that Santa was merely a figment of the imagination because it never really made a difference.  Even as I took my turn as a teenager playing Santa for my younger brothers I never stopped believing in the magic of him. As a child… Continue reading Wrapping Up The Magic of Christmas

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective

The Lies My Mother Told Me

My cousins and I would try to bide the time while at our granny's small one room shack by the river.  With no television, no toys, and no other sources of entertainment in the tight quarters our options came down to playing cards, fishing, and quietly using our imagination.  I'd often bide much of my… Continue reading The Lies My Mother Told Me

Being Mom, Orlando Adventures

Please Do Not Feed The Locals

I know I whine allot about the loneliness of Orlando but in total candid honesty I have made two mom friends, although I've only met them once before.  So on the scale of Orlando Mom Socialization playing 3rd wheel to two of the most down to Earth moms in Orlando who you've met only once… Continue reading Please Do Not Feed The Locals

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective

Big Spring: Death And All Revisited

Originally Pondered May 2013 "My grandfather is dying tomorrow, he's holding on to meet baby A" I had told her. I stood outside my psychiatrist's office staring out over the giant Lockheed Martin and the serene ravine that seemed to glisten off the sun's beaming glare.  Mr. R turned the corner, the framework of the… Continue reading Big Spring: Death And All Revisited

Being Mom, Communicating Love, My Personal Perspective, Step-Parenting To Do's

We Could Seem So Dull

It all starts with small black marbles meticulously crammed into a simple cardboard tube.  It was perhaps my favorite of science experiments, though still far too over my head to comprehend the point it was supposed to be conveying: Something about reactions Something about combustions I recall a chemistry teacher standing before a world map… Continue reading We Could Seem So Dull

Being Mom, My Personal Perspective, Orlando Adventures

What A Difference My Barnes and Nobles Makes

"They really need to cut that hedge," I complained as I tried to bolt across the small side street that runs just in front of our Barnes and Nobles.  "Oh my gosh, the parking here," as I turn the corner.  "Of Course, any spots close to the entrance are taken," I offer to drop off… Continue reading What A Difference My Barnes and Nobles Makes