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 I wrote this a few weeks ago. I was out for a jog on a Sunday morning and all of these thoughts filled my head and I couldn’t stop crying. Generally when I write something emotional I sit on it for a bit before I hit publish to make sure it wasn’t a momentary . . . → Read More: Continually Shifting and Always There  Juliana could not be more excited to start fifth grade tomorrow. She cleaned out her locker in our front hallway without being asked. All of the summer stuff is put away and her backpack and new shoes are ready for tomorrow morning. I don’t know if there are children who love school more than . . . → Read More: Tales of Fourth Grade Like so many of my fellow parents, I woke up with a heavy heart today. I didn’t want to see the news and find out how many more lives were lost overnight as a result of racism and guns. Raising kids in a divided country is challenging. Raising kids in a country where I . . . → Read More: No One is Born a Racist  It was a few days before my birthday in May 2008 and Scott and I had the following conversation. J: I can’t believe I am turning 35 this weekend. S: What?!? J: Yeah, 35 is so old. S: Are you kidding? You are already 35. J: No, I am 34…wait I am 35. Oh . . . → Read More: The Year That I Forgot How Old I Was and We Ended Up With Twins  One comment - (Comments are closed)  juliana, ruslan, wyatt, Mom, family  motherhood, birthday, conversations  Last fall I started the planning process for a new project. A steering team was assembled and a kick-off meeting was scheduled for the first week of December. The team spent 3 days with consultants and we left with a long list of requirements for the new project. We continued streamlining the project plan . . . → Read More: Work, Life and Trying Not to Fall Over  It was an ordinary Friday. Scott had gone snowboarding and I decided to go to Target with my mom. Except this wasn’t an ordinary trip to Target, I was going to buy a pregnancy test and of course I had to fill my cart with lots of other stuff so my mom wouldn’t notice . . . → Read More: Ten Years Ago, Part 5: One of the Best Days of My Life Everyday I see people denegrating toys that are marketed specifically to girls. I think the clearest example is the Lego Friends series – they took legos and designed new styles in an effort to make them more appealing to girls. Have you walked down the traditional Lego aisle of a toy store? It is filled will trucks and . . . → Read More: In Defense of “Girl Toys”  Juliana recently had a writing assignment that involved writing a nonfiction story. So basically she could write about anything that recently happened. I suggested she write about our recent trip to the pumpkin farm and several other fun things we had done in recent weeks. She went off to write and handed me the story . . . → Read More: And Then The Work Life Balance Went Kabloey  At least twice a day my children hear me say that I love them. At the bus stop / preschool drop-off and at bedtime. Juliana tells me that she loves me many, many, many times each day. I am storing those up for her teenage years. Each night when I say good night to Ruslan, I . . . → Read More: Wyatt Loves Me  It’s been almost 2 years since Ruslan’s arm injury and if you look at him today, you wouldn’t know how badly his arm was burned. We are so grateful that he has full use of his arm and he continues to be a busy and very active boy. On the other hand, he is . . . → Read More: The Emotional Scars Take the Longest to Heal One comment - (Comments are closed) ruslan, wyatt sad, motherhood, preschool, first day, sick, injury |
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