Motherhood. I never knew that I could be so very brave and so very afraid all at the same time. Raising children is not for the weak, man. For nine months, you’re walking around with this person inside of you, feeling everything you feel (and causing you to feel some of those feels) and then…
Throwback Thursday: Rolled Eyes, Broom Sticks and Scenes from the Matrix {In the Cafe}
I don’t know if y’all have had a chance to read Just Another Day with MrsTDJ but if you haven’t, stop reading this post, and head over there now. I’ll wait… Specifically, what I wanted you to read is the post MrsTDJ wrote called “What Did Her 5 Fingers Say to My Face?” Heelareeous! Seriously. In…
Coffee Talk: Parents, Protect Your Children {In the Cafe}
Hi, and welcome to Coffee Talk. In case you’re new here, this is where I share some of the great and not~so~great stuff that I find on the web. Topics range from news stories that leave me scratchin’ my head to DIYs that I think are absolutely clever. And, who knows, there may even be…
Seventeen Years Ago Today… {Repost for the Birthday of Twin A and Twin B}
I gave birth to Twin A and Twin B, also known as Jazmine and Brandon. But, really, their story begins nine days earlier….. On 11 September 1995, the hubs and I showed up at the hospital for a routine OB visit. The baby was due in nine days and, almost overnight it seemed, I had…
My Last Week of Freedom {Family}
This is my last week of freedom. On Friday those people will be out of school for the entire summer. I’ve enjoyed my time alone… freedom to wander about… enjoy coffee with friends… hang with the hubs on his days off… sit in the grass and soak up the sun… Now that time will be…
Living in a Loving But Disciplined Home #NaBloPoMo
When was the first time that you realized that your home was not like other people’s homes? ~ Catherine Gildiner {Guest Prompt} I think the first time I realized that my home was not like other people’s homes was when I heard a child scream “I hate you” at his mother in a moment of…
It Was All About Her, But Really It Was All About Me
We’re not allowed to talk about the time before Miss 14 was born. This is a family joke that started when she was about 5 and discovered that we had existed as a happy family of six before she was born. After looking at the family album, Miss 14 (then Miss 5) promptly placed her…
Lunch with Miss 14, So Worth It
This weekend I was supposed to be in St. Louis hanging out with my bloggy friends at Show Me the Blog but do you know where I am? I’m at home. On the sofa. And I’m OK with that. Yesterday my daughter, Miss 14, invited me to her school to eat lunch with her. Apparently,…
How Come No One’s Missing Jahesseye Shockley
Actually, there are a few people who’re missing her ~ her family, myself and the many bloggers who’ve complained about the lack of coverage that Jahessey’s receiving. But you wouldn’t know that if you were simply relying on the media to provide information. Five~year~old Jahesseye Shockley of Glendale, Arizona has been missing since 11 October…
An Egg is Not a Baby
Raise your hand if you remember getting an egg to carry around for a week during sex ed. looks around Yep, I did too. I also remember being a little put off because my egg wasn’t ethnically correct, so I took some crayons and markers and turned my little white egg into a little multi~culti…