momastery

"I just, I hate that I wrote that."
The author's metaphor for being a stay-at-home mom left another mother speechless.
If you're forced to make this choice, she says, don't choose the marriage.
You learned the bare minimum hours of sleep you can get and still be a somewhat-functioning human being, the number of times a day a toddler can ask why, and that you will never again laugh without peeing a little.
A lot of progress has been made on Edward's sleeping shelter. Tonight the drip rail goes up on the roof. That will help keep
When we began our journey together nearly 12 years ago we were just five moms with broken hearts and empty arms. As I reflect back I think about what we all went through. Together we survived and came out stronger on the other side.
The amazing thing about love and attention and encouragement and grace and success and joy is that these things are infinite. We get a new supply every single morning and so we can give it away all day.
We think we're somehow being good parents if we beat ourselves up for every mistake. As if guilt and hemming and hawing and self-doubt = LOVE. But one of the many problems with this belief is that this critical voice we use to berate ourselves becomes our kids' internal voice, too.
Melton says her sister paused, then said, "'OK, but isn't that all true?'" Melton recently had her own reminder of this when
We have to teach our children (and ourselves) that caution is often a sign of courage. That often NO is as brave an answer as YES.
I do curse, actually. But more like a sailor and less like Paris Hilton. And normally not at my very small, precious, pigtailed children. Maybe AROUND them accidentally -- like when I can't get the front door open or drop something on my toe - but not AT them. Unless they secretly eat my ice cream, of course. But what I'm saying is -- barely ever.
When our kids become adolescents, their world changes so much that sometimes it feels to them that they've landed on a new planet. They are babies in this new complicated world of teen-dom. And so we need to start over, because a more complicated world calls for a more complicated language.
We want the power to freeze time and we get these devices and we think they are the answer. But they aren't. You can't freeze time. Not even with that device. What's happening is that you are not stopping time -- you're missing it.
Together with her Monkees, Glennon held Love Flash Mobs -- online fundraisers for moms in need. Eventually, these turned
I am a Freedom Fighter and I have fought long and hard for my OWN FREEDOM and it is here. Now is the time I raise my mommy arms in the air and breathe deeply and eat cookies alone. My hand is on the child's doorknob. I can see I can feel I can hear I can TASTE those couch cushions.
What Chase's teacher is doing when she sits in her empty classroom studying those lists written with shaky 11-year-old hands -- is SAVING LIVES. I am convinced of it. She is saving lives.