Tag Archives: mom’ing

The silver leaves of ailing trees.

Over the weekend, I let bedtime routine slip some. Morning was the same, although actually he woke up before me today. Tonight was business as usual and we were lights out by 8:30ish. He was out by 8:59. It was … Continue reading

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Down to the ground.

Chris and I have been trying to get the boys to bed earlier. Over the past few months it had been later and later, until they were both going to sleep after 10. The littlest would then wake up at … Continue reading

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Lighting up the dark.

Checking in. Busy fucking day. So many appointments. It was almost nonstop driving. Yet there was something really great about it. Purpose. I liked it. I handled it and none of it was hard. Showing up felt good. Like breathing. … Continue reading

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Every single one’s got a story to tell.

This is why she’s my girl.

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Like shooting stars.

I was driving and L was talking about going to visit Grandma. This is how our conversations usually go. L: How we get there? me: Well, it’s pretty far away. We could drive there. L: Okay! me: But that would … Continue reading

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Snug and safe from harm.

Today was a day. My ferret had seizures all morning and screamed this scream. It hurts too much to think about. After calling many vets, I finally got him in somewhere. I texted R and she was good to not … Continue reading

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Just wait and see.

My favorite thing about the day. My 15yo daughter, talking to her boyfriend about what he could get her for Christmas: I dunno. Text my mom. She knows me better than I do.

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I’ll always be there when you wake.

There is nothing like sleeping next to the heat of a fevered child. My youngest has come down with something. Or he has a tooth coming in. He was seemingly fine, and then he sneezed at 5:45pm. He’s been runny … Continue reading

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What it all comes down to.

Wednesday I was going to write about my son’s birthday. And how when you turn 12, you request to light your own candles. (And that at 15, you request to light said candles for your brother, and your mom giggles … Continue reading

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The outside turning in.

I haven’t written in a long time. Again. I don’t even want to be writing right now. I have been actively participating in life. I have been staying on top of responsibilities. Actions that, in the past, have paralyzed me. … Continue reading

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