I grew up playing tennis. What I loved about it, that I miss in normal life is that when you had a problem with any stroke you could go out and do it over and over and over again until you got it right. You can’t do that in real life. If you screwed up a … Continue reading Do it over and over and over again.
I have tons of Colombian coffee hand delivered from the Motherland at home but some days I stop and get coffee. Why? Because there are days I need something done for me. As simple as a cup of coffee brought to my table may seem, that’s what I need to feel whole again. I need … Continue reading I need something made for me.
My oldest was off from school yesterday so we went on a hike together. I don’t take for granted that she, number one CAN do a one hour hike with me at my pace and two, is WILLING to do it. At a time when I’m hearing many moms complain about their daughter’s attitude and … Continue reading Give Them Focus and Respect and You Will Get it Back
January and my birthday are the two times a year I evaluate my life. I reflect on my choices of the past and see if they are getting me where I want to go. Motherhood is big on my mind these days. G has one more year before she enters school full time. MY life … Continue reading Evaluating Choices
I had an amazing day today. I had the day to myself to regroup and decompress from motherhood. Just spending time alone with no multitasking and no looking out for two little people is a God-send. So a day of yoga and taking an art class is like having my cake and eating it to! … Continue reading Figuring Out Happiness
The three of us at breakfast one morning last week. Annika is 4.5, Gemma is 14 weeks and I’m 40. Continue reading Moment in Time
Annika changed her first real diaper this week. It was a bit surreal watching her do it all by herself. I was so proud of her! It’s interesting to see Annika be so nurturing with her sister and her dolls. I see her mimicking a lot of what I’ve done with her. It makes me … Continue reading My Diaper Genie
Tonight is the last night I can say I’m 39 years old and 39 weeks pregnant. I had to capture it…messy room and all. A long time ago before I had any sort of wisdom and understanding about having children, I swore I would never have a child in my 40’s. I remember saying “if … Continue reading The last night of 39…
I’ve fallen into an after school routine with P for the last few weeks. She comes home from school, eats, naps, watches tv, eats, goes to bed. It’s so lame I can’t stand it! However, I’m giving myself a break because I’m at the end of my pregnancy and I’m exhausted and in pain. Today … Continue reading Easing My Guilt
There is a Spanish song by Franco De Vita that has stayed with me for decades. It’s called “No Basta”, which means “It’s not Enough”. It’s about parenting. There’s a verse in particular that I think about almost daily, specially now that I am a parent: “No basta con creer ser un padre excelenteporque eso … Continue reading No Basta / It’s Not Enough