By now you may have heard the news story about the Mom who was arrested for allowing her 10-year-old son to get a memorial tattoo of his brother who had passed away. Whether you think it’s right or wrong isn’t…
Archives for January 2012
Happy birthday, amiga!
Today is the birthday of a dear, dear friend. A friend who has been kind to me, my family, my girls, my dog since we’ve moved to Cabo… A friend who is always just a phone call away… A friend…
2012 SAG Awards Fashion Recap
I like the SAG awards based solely on the fact that the fashion is a bit more laid back. It isn’t as stuffy as the Osars and elaborate gowns aren’t necessary. Love it. Let’s begin, shall we? We’ll start with…
The birthday girl was exhausted.
After her birthday party, the Viv was out.
Time, time, TIME?
The birthday girl pre-chipped front tooth. New puppy. Vivienne’s chipped tooth. In-laws in town. Full-time work. Not a lot of time for blogging… but I have so much to say! (Story of my life.) Stay tuned. —
Meet Millie.
This is Millie (Mildred) Mary-Lou. She’s our new dog. She arrived today, on Vivi’s 1st birthday. She’s from a high-kill shelter in Tennessee. She was surrendered because her previous owners, “had a baby” and was fostered by two of our…
Happy 1st birthday, Vivienne Kate
Dear Vivienne, I’ve been thinking about this blog post for a while now. I knew I had to write it, but I didn’t want to. Not because I don’t like writing about you, sweet, precious girl… oh no, it’s just…
Four things.
1. This fourth drink on this list… Oh, I can’t even tell you how badly I wanted Craig to order it. I need to hear my husband order a “Spicy Latin Lover.” 2. This weekend I go to the grocery…
My princess.
This is my 4,500th post.
That’s all. Just wanted that small milestone to be mentioned. —
Who’s two?
Brody is. This little baby entered our family’s life and brought with him the cuteness like no one had seen before. He also brought with him crying like no one had seen before. (His parents deserve a medal.) Today, he…
Lila: Preschool update
Smiling. Eating a cracker. All.was.good. P.S. Friday is, “Where what you want to wear day” at Lila’s school. So today was supposed to the the, “Run and give Mommy a hug as soon as you see her and it will…
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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