"I’ve got this body that is mine and a mind that not one else can tell me how to use" I was born into a world where my role was pretty cut and dried. I was told I could do anything and be anything, but I was still a girl. The world expected me … Continue reading Not just A Girl
"I am always comparing my weaknesses to someone else’s strengths, so no wonder I’m worn out all the time" I’m tired. I say that so often that I feel like its lots its meaning. I say it to my kids. I say it to my husband. I say it to the check out chick when … Continue reading By my own Measure, I’m Never quite Good enough.
"Even when you’re super inviting and tell us to bring the kids – “they’ll be fine, they can have spaghetti” – I’m just imagining my overtired kids with your spaghetti and wondering how fond you are of your carpet" Dear child-free friends, We love you guys. We need you in our lives. We live … Continue reading Dear Child-Free Friends
When I first became a mother, I went back to work part time when my son was only 3 months old. When he turned one, he started in full time day care as I began a full time job. He was nearly 5 by the time we made the move to Western Australia and I … Continue reading The “Working Mother”
Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over … Continue reading “Father Forgets” by Livingston Larned