Baby Season

Spring is baby season for me.  Or, at least, it has been. Every other year since 2005*, I’ve had a spring baby. 2005, 2007, 2009… And here I sit in 2011 with an empty womb. Granted, it’s been a trying year.  I spent three months separated from my...

I’m Better Now

Sometimes it seems I only post the bad parts of my day. The melodramaticness of this morning passed rather quickly after I posted about it. We went inside.  Benjamin put his hangers in his shirts and then whined about going outside, which I told him was out of the...

Sometimes I Just Give Up

Like when I tell my 5yo to look at the overcast covering of clouds and she says, “I do not see any clouds.” I give up. When my 3yo says he’d rather sit on the living room floor staring at the wall than put hangers in shirts so he can come join us...

In Which My Brain Uncramps

I have disappeared. I told them to pick up the train tracks and then slipped into the back bedroom and shut the door. I’m all for open floor plans, but sometimes I just need a hiding place. When I’m the only adult around, my brain refuses to stop. My ears...