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The Dog Days of Summer
It’s been a busy summer. Sometimes, I wonder how my brain remembers half of what I need to do. I started a bullet journal this week, hoping it will help me keep my life in order. I spent an hour on it the first day, and haven’t looked at it much in the last two…
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Days of Gold
Every week I go in, checking on them as I do my rounds. Ensuring no one needs anything, and if they do, that they receive as much care as I can give. Some days are rough, though not because of illness, but because of the memory of health The heartbreak comes in the moments of…
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Bookends of the day
My favourite part of the day is moments of solitude early in the morning, The house shifting in sleep, only the indifferent glances of cats, questioning my choices in life I slowly wake up, preparing for the day with caffeine and quiet. Until the early morning solitude is broken by cries for mommy, or daddy,…
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Slippery thinking
Some days my mind is too small for all my thoughts, Struggling to hold them inside such a small box I try to grab hold of them, but they wriggle away, Like a hand full of minnows who just want to play The moment I capture one, it smiles and gives me a wink Then…
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Grabbing The Brass Ring
Today is the day! I’m feeling motivated, ready to begin, and even like I may sit down and try to organize myself. To do what you may ask? To live my dream, that’s what I’ll be totally honest- I’m already living the dream. I love my kids, my husband, family and friends, and my job…
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A Mother’s prayer
Keep them safe and happy, help teach them right from wrong. Deliver us from toddlers, Lord, and teenagers as well Ensure they do not torture or traumatize the youngest excessively, Nor forget the middle at all. Please make the oldest helpful, obedient and productive, And move out when they turn eighteen. Please give them health…
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A date with my daughter
I woke to the noise of my child. The youngest is always up first, and was so happy to see me he launched himself into my arms. Within minutes, the other two came downstairs, waiting for the signal, which was likely noise of any kind. We sat on the couch, all three taking turns talking…
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Foggy
Today felt like it should have been a foggy day. I started off feeling like my vision was blurrry, which lasted the whole day but I forgot about it as I grew accustomed. Like a pair of dirty glasses that you only notice when you take them off. I felt every inch of my age,…
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The middle
Always stuck between others, desperately wanting to shine. Between a child with more knowledge and ability, and a younger, cuter version. I watch my princess with compassion, knowing the burden she bears. Not the baby, not the first, she feels invisible at times, searching for the love and attention she so craves I remember that…
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July 31st
The last day of July is here. I would say finally, but the truth is, I feel like it was May a minute ago. It also feels like this happens more and more often now that I have children, and I’m not sure why. Could it be the fact sleep deprivation makes you forgetful? That…