Parenting/ Families
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The Paper Pile That Preaches
The stack of papers that caused the meltdown was still sitting on the table like it had something to say. blog notes, nots from Charlie for reminders for JPS paperwork, coupons from a lifetime ago because no, one seems to know how to put things in the trash, and a mystery sheet that looked like it belonged to someone who had their life together. That wasn’t me. Was it you? I sat down and stared at all the paperwork. The paperwork stared back. And then it hit me: The papers weren’t the problem. The pressure was. The pressure to be the mom who never forgets anything. The woman who keeps…
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The Missing Hour (Keys, Papers, and Letting Go of Perfect) — Part Two
We discussed the missing hour earlier, but I wanted to elaborate and share what happens at 10:00 AM — The Hour After the Missing Hour part two of The Missing Hour (Keys, Papers, and Letting Go of Perfect) because as a mom we all know perfect isn’t going to happen or is it. There’s a strange stillness that settles in after a chaotic morning — not silence, because this house doesn’t do silence, but a softer kind of quiet. The kind that happens inside your chest when the adrenaline finally let’s go and your brain finally stops yelling. Almost a time we can breathe. Or can we? I stood in…
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The Missing Hour (Keys, Papers, and Letting Go of Perfect)
I don’t know if your home, but you would think the missing Hour (Keys, Papers, and Letting Go of Perfect) would happen much earlier than 9:00 am in my home but it doesn’t that is where the morning tests everything. You may be trying to leave—or finally start your day—and suddenly, nothing is where it should be. I’ve been up for hours and this is when chaos begins. Charlie is getting up and even thought I might have had Coffee he know wants Coffee. Don’t forget the Pizza. The dogs need to go for a walk. Can you do it Charlie in a minute. If we wait the dogs may…
