Today, I met a mom at my local bookstore who was about to have her second baby; she was an almost mom of two. My son, a kindergartner, started school a few weeks ago, and so it’s just been my 1-year-old daughter and me making our way through our days together. We really went because I was craving a latte, but it’s also a nice place simply to sit, without feeling guilty, as there is a play area for my daughter to play in. When I arrived at the train table, two mothers were already there, their toddlers in tow. My daughter joined their children and the kids quickly began to play together.
The Importance of This
I woke up this morning feeling pressure, both literally and figuratively. My allergies are in full swing and I woke to the pressure a flair up brings: I had a headache and my ears hurt. The pressure was in my neck and back, and all I could think about was my desire to sleep. Luckily, my husband was home today and he had taken the kids down ahead of me, and so I slowly got up and joined them. As I descended the stairs, my mind was racing much faster than my body could move, as I chronicled the long list of to-dos. As I walked down the stairs, the pressure seemed to build with each step. Summer is over, and now, I’m back to work as a teacher.Continue Reading
Learning to Let it Be
I woke up to the baby crying very early this morning, and while I am usually wishing for a few more minutes of sleep, this morning I was relieved to hear her voice and I rushed to her side.
I had tears on my cheeks and a weight in my chest: I was having a nightmare. She had been abducted and I was walking along the railroad tracks, arms extended to my sides, palms facing up. I was looking into the night sky, telling God that I had surrendered. I was begging him to help me find her. The sky was almost black and speckled with stars, and I was totally alone.Continue Reading
Things I Want My Children To Know
My kids both have summer birthdays, and as they grow up, I hope I can teach them (and myself) these things: