A little over two years ago, Number 3 and 4 swam in a swim meet at MIT. Number 3 was twelve years old, and Number 4 was eleven. The meet was trials in the morning with the top twenty kids in each event coming back to swim in finals at night. There were more than […]
letting go
A Self-Imposed Strike
I just woke up from a three hour nap. I haven’t taken a three hour nap on a Saturday in a very long time. A VERY LONG TIME. Part of that is due to our schedule. We have swim practice on Saturday mornings and baseball games and a lacrosse clinic on Saturday afternoons. Soon we […]
Letting Go and Finding My Purpose
This is the time of year where I normally begin a slow descent into depression. It took me quite a while to recognize this. Last year was the first time I put two and two together. Every December I become very emotional. Very weepy. Prone to unwarranted and unexpected bouts of tears. My little brother […]
Save the Traumas for these Mamas
You know how I recently had a bit of a nervous breakdown. And how the cavalry swooped in to save me. You know how I got over being stubborn and reached out for help. Yesterday was the second It Takes a Village Thursday. Three of my friends came over to help out. The Trauma Mamas. Last week […]
I guess sometimes it takes a meltdown to have an a-ha moment.
Number 4 came out of the womb like a bat out of hell. She was not normal. She cried a lot. Unless I held her. She didn’t want to sleep much. Unless I held her. She wouldn’t take a bottle. I had to nurse her. It was a little draining at times, but I have […]