The best day ever was when I remarried last summer -- my two daughters and my husband's two sons were the entire wedding party. What followed was the anticipation of the best honeymoon ever to Bora Bora! I couldn't believe how euphoric I felt... until I hit "the glitch."
I've realized that being a toddler is a tough job. Your hours are long and sometimes you end up working a double shift. I understand you have an image to maintain but today we need to chat about a few things that's on my mind.
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My mother gave my five siblings and I some of the pictures from a huge cardboard box filled with pictures and photo albums. The box sat on the top shelf in my parents' garage. Today, I looked at some of those pictures to see if I could see them through my mother's eyes.
Mom wrote about sitting at the edge of el Rio Cangrejal in Honduras while her Abuelita Tinita slapped their clothes against the rocks. She wrote about when she stole the gallina when she was 10 because she wanted a soup so bad, she didn't think beyond her hunger.
Putting your parenting out in the public domain is no simple matter. It involves speaking about that which is closest to our hearts to a sometimes embracing, sometimes heartless, and sometimes even hostile public. Is it any wonder that writing about being a parent can breed insecurities where none existed before?
One of the things I most feared prior to motherhood, and one of the things that most annoys me about it now that I actually have children, is the way women with children are reduced to "mommies" and mommies alone, not allowed or not able to have an identity outside of their relationship to their children.
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You're beautiful and you will always be my baby. I love you more than you will ever know, and the bond we share can never be replaced.
Motherhood is an overload of emotions. We always have mixed feelings and are never satisfied with one. Sometimes I'm happy and angry. I never thought that was possible until I started having sleepless nights.
Some people want to just do their thing like they did a decade ago, before blogs, before Facebook, before social media. Others want to use the newfound power of their pulpit, and share, brag, boast, preach their ideologies to the world. The latter can become exhausting for the former, eventually they lash out in frustration, and cease fire gets broken again.
I aim to connect with people through sharing stories. But where do my rights as a parent end and my children's rights as digital citizens begin? In a huge gray area of unknown, that is where.
There is no such thing as the perfect mother. We all make mistakes and learn from them. Most moms do not have supermodel figures after having two kids.
I always knew I wanted to breastfeed, I just didn't realize how difficult it would be to wean off.
I didn't have to think twice about whether I should reply back to the blog site and offer up my 10 Reasons article, or even offer to create another one. I knew after writing one of these lists, and being exposed to hundreds of them daily, I was done.
To the outside world, blogging can seem like a solitary endeavor with millions of writers sitting alone filling computer screens with words. But blogging is just partly about writing; it is really about making connections. You put your soul on your blog, and people respond.