Category Archives: motherhood

Becoming Lighter

Months have passed as I have waffled on what to do with this blog. I started out with high hopes of turning it and myself into a productivity expert – you know, one of those moms who has all the answers, who keeps it all together with an arsenal of secret tricks (because moms who [...]

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The Art of Motherhood

I’m especially interested in all things art. My mother was an artist and my oldest child is soon to be a student at a top art school.  And while I’m not an artist by trade, I have been surrounded by enough art in my lifetime to have developed something of an artist’s eye and can [...]

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Kids Grow Up

Back in January 1992, I was camped out on the couch, big and pregnant, on bedrest with dangerously high blood pressure and an attractive case of cankles. I worried non-stop for four solid weeks as I waited for that baby to be born – hoping she was ok, hoping I was ok, wondering how we’d [...]

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One Advantage to Having an Artist as a Child

is that she takes nice photos of her siblings…. Princess Caitlyn on the Couch

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Perfect Moms Finish Last Interview Series

I just love it when I find Great Stuff on the internet. Back in May when I was first starting this blog, I hired a web designer to come up with a super-snazzy design. I thought for sure that a super-snazzy design would magically bring my mish-mash of ideas together. Turns out my vision for [...]

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Nurturing Creativity

I have the amazing fortune to have an exceptionally gifted artist as a child.  I get to call her a child for a few more weeks only because she will soon be 18.  We spent most of today at a series of college portfolio reviews, and she received glowing reviews.  The college rep from SAIC [...]

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Thank You, Aline

I attended a funeral yesterday, for a lady who spent 83 fabulous years on this planet.  Listening to someone’s life being reviewed in a eulogy is a profound experience.  While I knew her mostly as Grannie, this lady had a name.  And each time her name was spoken in this eulogy, I jumped a little. [...]

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