All tagged mother is a verb

PRICE OF A MEMORY

I’m so done mamas. I’m tired. It’s been a month. If i could stretch that word out like taffy I would. Because it’s long. And I’m done. It also feels like winter. Last night was Halloween and trick or treating in the frigid cold while blowing my nose with my freezing hands was work. It wasn’t exactly easy this year. I’m sick. The kids are sick. And in truth, it’s ALWAYS something. But with every fall, comes the change. Change of weather, change of scenery, change of health. And if I”m honest, I’m fine. It’s silly even to mention I’ve been battling a 2 week cold on top of kids having strep throat, a stomach bug and an unpleasant unplanned oral surgery for me this month. It’s a lot. And I can handle it. But showing up for the trick or treaters and making a memory all comes with a price. And from my point of view it’s incredibly worth it. And here’s why.

PARENTING MIGHT ALSO BE DISCIPLINING YOURSELF

I just got off the phone with my mother 15 minutes after I left my therapists office. It was perfect timing. Like, to the millisecond. I was just about to download the audible book “Simplicity Parenting” when my mother schooled me in parenting right through the speaker of my cracked iPhone. It was like, “bingo!”. There was simplicity in her words, but a tremendous lesson. And it was like a light bulb went off. And here’s why.

HEY MAMA, BUY YOURSELF A WEEKEND

I was kid free and headache free (miracle) for 3 days all whilst drinking champagne at daylight and all the gimlets at dusk. If you know my history with headaches and anxiety and more or less stress, then you know I’ve taken it in a landslide, for years. This weekend, nada. Not one worry, one headache, one tense pair of shoulders. Nothing. If you can see below this image of me, I’m pretty much a pile of happiness laying in the sand. Hey mama, this mother’s day, buy your mama something special. And then buy yourself a weekend with your friends. And then some.