“She sat on the end of the bed and cried.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
- Raising Kids
“She sat on the end of the bed and cried.”
“Because a mama’s job is to keep it together. Herself and everything else, all the time. She bends for everyone, but must always pull herself up before she breaks.”
“My food is ‘spicy.’ The Easter bunny, Santa, and the tooth fairy are real. I don’t know why the annoying toy louder than a blow horn suddenly doesn’t work anymore. No, we don’t have batteries to replace them either.”
“We sat at a bar booth, ordered wine and split food. We lingered longer and we talked, about more than a day’s worth of usual. And for a few minutes, it felt like before, when ‘us’ meant the two of us, and not the four of us.”
“I imagined adult interactions and a brand new enthusiasm for human contact. I imagined being defined by my career. Then, just as quickly, I imagined being defined by a lack of one.”
“Your self-worth doesn’t revolve around how clean your house is, how many activities you do with your kids, or how many meals you make from scratch.”
“While it’s everything we’ve wanted for so long, it does have its challenges.”
“Those moments that may seem ordinary, or even exhausting to you now, will someday stand out in your mind as incredibly precious memories and not at all ordinary.”
“What would you do if you knew you were destined to be a mother but hadn’t met the person you could envision raising children with? This was the predicament I found myself in at the age of 38.”
“‘It’s okay, mommy’s get tired too.’ He was right, I was tired. But it went beyond mom tired.”