I find that I’m most motivated to write when I’m writing. Come to think of it, I’m also most motivated to run when I’m running.
When I’m sitting in my office, I might call myself a very reluctant lap swimmer. But then I march myself over to the pool on my lunch break and strap . . . → Read More: No Motivation Required
Life is a comedy these days, friends. A comedy in which physical humor prevails and the crazed mother-heroine is invariably covered in strained peas. Two nights ago, a ceramic bowl shattered at the end of dinner, riiiiight after I announced that I was about to lose my mind. There seems to be a pattern wherein . . . → Read More: Life is a Comedy
The baby howls in the bedroom, wondering where I am. My two-year-old daughter stands in front of the TV wearing nothing but a diaper and a red Snow White headband. Our friend Dora explores the ocean and dances with Pirates. “Yo ho ho ho, we’re doing the pirate dance.” Indeed. Daddy, a.k.a. Josh, is at a fundraiser . . . → Read More: Sleepwriting
Linnea has a fever for the sixth day straight. We spent a couple of hours at Urgent Care yesterday to learn that it’s a virus. Of course it is. Last night, I rocked her in the glider for longer than usual, pressing her hot cheek into mine and telling her how much I adore her. . . . → Read More: Saturday Morning
Maternity Leave Sadly, I have only three days left, but it’s been fabulous. A few weeks in, I decided to stop trying to nap. I was constantly frustrated because the kids would never asleep at the same time. My strategy since then has been to just keep moving! We’ve been to the pool, the splash . . . → Read More: What I’m Loving Right Now
Minnesota has had one hell of a snowy December, and technically, winter doesn’t even start until tomorrow. Don’t get me wrong—I love the snow. In fact, you may recall that my previous post about tromping around in it was called “Energized and at Peace.” Well, I wasn’t feeling particularly energized or peaceful this evening.
My . . . → Read More: Snowy Road Rage
When I woke up early on Saturday morning, there was a nice blanket of snow covering the lawn. Linnea and I were both ready to bust out of the house, so I decided to bundle her up and brush off the wooden toboggan.
Half an hour later, we were set. Snowsuit, hat, mittens, and a . . . → Read More: Energized and at Peace