As I have loved you
Love one another
This new commandment
Love one another
By this shall men know
Ye are my disciples
If ye have love
One to another
I was singing this and other songs to my girls tonight. Emma was splashing away in the bathtub, mumbling all but the last word of every phrase, and singing that last word out loud and fierce. Becca was pulling turkey stew out of her mouth and squishing it between her fingertips.
Suddenly one phrase stuck out as if audibly[...]
If the title of this post makes sense to you by the time I’ve finished, I’ll consider this post a job well done.
I had the oh so rare opportunity to go shopping without my girls yesterday. It was an incredibly surreal experience. As I meandered up and down the supermarket aisles, smiling hellos to the various people I passed, I suddenly felt bereft of identity. Becca wasn’t sitting there in front of me, grinning her gap-toothed grin and charming all[...]
So I’m sitting down to write up a post about nothing in particular. I set a goal to blog every other day and by golly, I’m going to do it! Even if I’m so lacking in inspiration that I use phrases like “by golly.”
Life is pretty happy right now. I’ve taken Smart Habit Saturday very much to heart and, not content with adding one habit per week, I’ve been sneaking all sorts of new habits into my daily routine. This[...]
I’m really enjoying participating in Lara’s Smart Habit Saturday phenomenon. I’m noticing the signs of fan-dom emerging. The slightly concussed look (glazed eyes, drool on the chin, that sort of thing…), and the desire to “share the joy” with everyone I know.
It just feels so good to making small, reasonable, achievable goals! Every day one of my new habits feels more…well, habitual, I feel like doing a little dance and calling everyone I know to brag about it.
I managed to[...]
I wasn’t sure what I was going to post about when I sat down at the computer, but after reading Lara’s article (click title) , I suddenly have a lot on my mind!
I love the comparison between obsessive house cleaning and anorexia. There’s so much truth to that. I can’t count the times Neil has warned me that someone “might stop by” and I’ve gone into a tidying frenzy. After five years of marriage he is still baffled by this[...]
Becca’s first birthday is rapidly approaching, and I’ve been pondering lately about how short her babyhood has been.
I’ve never been the sort to weep over my children growing up. No wistful regrets of “If only they could be wee little babes again.” I exult in every new development, glory in their growth, and cheer on every step towards independence.
However, for the sake of both my physical and mental well-being, we’re planning on waiting a couple years before having our[...]
There’s something about that grin of hers that melts my heart, and blurs in my memory the screaming, the smirking, the smearing, the stink and the stickiness of my sweet Emma.
Indeed, there is something of the Jekyll/Hyde in her. One moment a charming, endearing child. The next, a red-eyed monster howling and oozing and other horrible things ending in “ing”.
It boggles my mind that in the space of one day she can bite my leg, and hours later hurl[...]
Time to shake off the holiday malaise and get back to reality! It’s been a shaky recovery, but I’m feeling well on my way to normal now. Of course, the holiday isn’t really over till the laundry is done. And sadly, as Neil’s step-Mom smokes, every single item of clothing, whether worn or not (a lot not – I’m an overpacker), has to be washed.
But I’ve only got another two loads left! Whoohoo!
I’ll preface my ramblings about our holiday with[...]
