Tag Archives: motherhood

August 2025

In the past week I have: Successfully set up camp solo Gone paddle boarding (tall knees) Worked three shifts Taken kidlette to the fair (solo!) Practiced harmonies for my next show I am proud of these mini accomplishments, things I wouldn’t have thought possible not too long ago. I’ve also: Run into people I knowContinue reading “August 2025”

Why We Write It Down

I’m doing my reluctant room-clean, going through the piles that have stacked up, and I came across an old “Goals” list. Bake bread, jog/walk neighborhood, gratitude practice, weekly clean 1 task a day. Now these goals may seem elementary to you (congratulations on your achievements), but to Then-Me, these were significant. To current me theseContinue reading “Why We Write It Down”

Returning to Joyfulness

It’s been a minute. Hello and happy Spring. The sun has returned and life springs anew. Flowers are blooming and birds are singing and I find myself smiling to myself on my walks– staring up at the trees in wonder. Wonder and Joy have been big themes for me lately. I’m doing a play, aContinue reading “Returning to Joyfulness”

When your Daughter is Beautiful

It’s Strange When Your Daughter is BeautifulTo see it but dare not say it,Not wanting to define her by her beauty. I hear it, and stumble my response.Thanks feels inappropriate, “I know” feels wrong too. It’s Strange when your Daughter is BeautifulAnd she looks like you too. You see it,You hear it,You wonder if it’sContinue reading “When your Daughter is Beautiful”

Curtain Hemmer

I hemmed the curtains in my kiddo’s room this week. I did them by hand because I don’t know how to use the machine. I lost my straight pins long ago, so I safety pinned the hem and basted it down and bam. Not beautiful, but they no longer drag on the ground and that,Continue reading “Curtain Hemmer”

Early powerless morning

Kidlet woke up early today (unlike during the school week) and asked for my help turning on lights because she’s scared of the dark. “No, I’m scared of DEATH, who *waits* in the dark.” Dude. Okay. She’s seven (?!). But then we turn on the lights and they’re on then they’re OFF and out. SheContinue reading “Early powerless morning”

Eavesdropping on love

I was at the playground a month or so ago, when the family on the bench next to me started having an intense conversation. I tried to give them their privacy and kept my head down, working on my postcards, and I tuned out a lot of it (“He’s just trying to make you jealous,”Continue reading “Eavesdropping on love”

Caged, Curious, or Free

I have lived my life in a cage built of rules, close quarters with a lot of requirements.I yearn to raise a free daughter, I imagine what that would look like. I encourage curiousity, letting her wonder and wander,Saying yes more than no because after all, why not? I ask her to notice and sheContinue reading “Caged, Curious, or Free”