So. Umm. (fingers tapping nervously) Confession coming… I think my teenager is addicted to an online computer game. Begin the excuses: He lives with Dad. I have no control over his computer time. He is practically grown; he makes his choices now. At least he is not watching TV? When I call Sweet boy, he [...]
Archive for February, 2008
WoW
Posted in Children growing up, tagged computer games, teenagers, violence on February 28, 2008 | 6 Comments »
This morning, this moment
Posted in The balancing act of motherhood, being present, tagged being present, mindfulness, perspective on February 24, 2008 | 3 Comments »
This morning was one of those mornings. When you hear a Mom say that, do you automatically think, “Oh, I know where this is heading. She was stressed. Her baby was fussy, teething, the house a disaster…” Well, this morning was one of those OTHER mornings. The ones that make your heart sing, for no [...]
Trying something new
Posted in Self-care, Sleep, tagged flexibilty, limiting beliefs, Sleep on February 19, 2008 | 5 Comments »
“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” That Albert Einstein was one smart man! Often when we as human beings find ourselves stuck (in a rut, up against a wall, between a rock and a hard place) it is because we are trying the same thing over and over [...]
Dropping balls
Posted in Family life, Self-care, The balancing act of motherhood, tagged fuss, juggling, pain, Self-care, Sleep on February 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Sometimes in the juggling act of motherhood, work, relationship and self, I feel more like a bumbling sideshow act than the graceful artist I envision myself being. This weekend, I had lots of balls in the air. I think I dropped every single one. The monkey was cranky and sleeping restlessly. Three teeth are bulging [...]
Pick me up; put me down!
Posted in Being in the body, Family life on February 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Lately I am noticing that Liam’s little body and mind are often pulling him in different directions. He will cling to my legs, scrambling to be in my arms. I snuggle him close. For a few seconds, he sinks into my body. Then, he writhes, stretching his body away from mine and spins around to [...]
