I’m pretty sure I’ve had a cold/sinus infection since December 1. It has backed off a little here and there as some kind of bacterial mercy move, but for the last two weeks (or something like that), it’s been no nonsense, in your face (and nose, and eyes, and ears, and chest), Die Hard withContinueContinue reading “What Chamomile and Honey Can’t Do”
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Pedal through the Bumps
My kids wanted to ride their bikes to school this morning, so we headed out at 8 a.m. on the drop-off circuit. I put Henry in the Baby Bjorn, our new dog Jelly Beans (Beans for short) on his leash, and my travel mug of tea in my right hand, and the Parade of Wells headedContinueContinue reading “Pedal through the Bumps”
In the Center Ring: Motherhood vs. Work
Ugh. I am three full weeks away from the end of my maternity leave.You people must know I love my job– I do. It is one of those job descriptions that feels as if it was written precisely with me in mind. I’ve been at Ashland for four years now, helping to build a low-resContinueContinue reading “In the Center Ring: Motherhood vs. Work”
Balancing the Writer Life with the Mom Life
Last night I wrote a poem for the first time in several months. I go through seasons of creativity – like the seeds I just sowed in the garden yesterday, it takes a while for my ideas to germinate. Eventually, the seeds pop, the stems poke through the soil, and before you know it, youContinueContinue reading “Balancing the Writer Life with the Mom Life”
Confessions of a Tubal Ligation
It’s been a week since our newest, and last, son – Henry Delbert – arrived safely into the world via c-section. He is absolutely beautiful, perfectly content and as predictable of a baby as I’ve experienced. Ever since we became pregnant with Henry, I’ve been coming to terms with this being our last baby -ContinueContinue reading “Confessions of a Tubal Ligation”
Last Words Series, Part Six – "Enough"
Enough“Jesus called out with a loud voice, ‘Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.’When he had said this, he breathed his last.” – Luke 23:46Here I am, my son. Your struggle is over.It was near impossible to keep from turningtoward your cries. I felt each lash,wailed as they drove the nails. I blacked outContinueContinue reading “Last Words Series, Part Six – "Enough"”
Because I Said So
I’d like to have some kind of built-in sensor that beeps or flashes at me when I’ve crossed the line separating sane, firm, yet loving mother and insane, irrational wacko mom. Maybe it could make a noise like a metal detector… you’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay… firm enough, firm enough, firm, firm, firm, AHHHHHHHContinueContinue reading “Because I Said So”
Mama and Papa Bear vs. Parents of Three-Year-Olds
I’ve heard other women talk many times about when their kid has been slighted, or insulted, or teased, or ignored and their reactions to it, but I’ve never really related. Until now.Out of the blue the other night during dinner, Elvis said, “My friends say I’m not growing.” It’s true that Elvis is the smallestContinueContinue reading “Mama and Papa Bear vs. Parents of Three-Year-Olds”
Sarah Marie Wells 