Nurture Her Nature

A Vocabulary Lesson

If you’ve read any of my posts about Story, you know she’s a talker. Luckily for me, she has a rather large vocabulary and can tell some pretty creative tales. She tries out new words every once in a while, but these past couple of weeks have made for some pretty interesting conversations. I don’t know if there’s such a thing as a vocabulary spurt, but if so, she’s going through one right now.

Sometimes she aims at the mark but misses: “Mom, this is the most dumbfounded spaghetti I’ve ever had!” Sometimes she hits the bull’s eye: “I’ve never had Mt. Dew, but when I’m an adult, I’m sure it will taste marvelous.” My favorites though are those that come nowhere near the target: Pointing at the night sky, “I see so many constipations!”


A Mother’s Battle With Beauty

Beauty. A lighthearted word that should evoke feelings of peacefulness, harmony, and pleasing. Though well intentioned, the word misses its mark in society. Or, more truthfully, society misses its mark with the word. Full of clichés and impossibilities, the word has been the culprit of lifelong internal struggles. Wars with an ideal. As a mother of girls, the word is no less intimidating. (more…)

Your House on Your Time

Once upon a time, I was a woman who had it all together. I was queen of my life, and all my subjects fell in line. My house was clean; my bills were paid two weeks ahead of time like clockwork; my daughter never went anywhere in dirty, nonmatching clothes; my work life was the perfect balance of challenge and comfort; I was completely organized; I had leisure time; and everything was in harmony. And then something happened. I don’t know what (and I don’t have time to investigate it). Ali put it best: I broke.


A Working Mom’s Fairy Tale

Do you remember the days of getting out of bed at 8 am and thinking it was early? Sleeping in meant at least 9. Do you remember the slow mornings? Getting out of bed, waiting for the coffee to drip, and thinking about not much else other than whether or not you’d work out after work that day? Those days seem nothing more than a distant memory now that life has shifted from just starting out to working mom of two. If you would have told me five years ago that I would be bounding out of bed to get a shower and to have an hour of free time prior to the hour of 6 am, I would have thought that you were lost in a land of mythology and fairy tales. Perhaps that is the life of a working mom.  A world of mythology and fairy tales. (more…)

On or Off: It’s Sister Love Either Way

By Kathy Cummins

My granddaughters fight. They make each other cry. Still learning social skills at ages four and nearly two, they grab each other’s toys when they feel they have the greater right to them. They yell, shove each other, and occasionally throw punches. A few days ago, however, I observed an unexpected display of sister love between them that caused my thinking about their fighting to change so profoundly that I practically felt the neurons in my brain shift. (more…)