Category Archives: mothering

what's the opposite of a silver lining?

I am happy to be engaged, but my almost-thirteen year old is very unhappy that I am engaged. I hate you! I’m going to live with my dad! Why can’t you wait until I go to college to start your … Continue reading

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soccer mom

It has finally happened. After five years of avoiding it, I finally volunteered to be the team soccer mom. That means I type up a contact list and game schedule, organize a snack list, order a banner and plan the … Continue reading

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gilmore girl junkie

How can you resist, Hey mom if we start watching right now we can watch a lot more episodes than we did last night! Almost done with the first season…

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last night of summer

Yes, I know summer is officially until the equinox, but when school starts, it really does feel like an end… this year I don’t have a classroom to worry about and that takes a world of worry from my mind. … Continue reading

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I am not like Lorelei

Just finished three straight episodes of Gilmore Girls. I resented it at first – just don’t like how the single mom stereotypes into being her daughter’s best friend and the “cool mom,” but now as we near the end of … Continue reading

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How dumb am I?

Never let your daughter go kitten shopping with her friend or else you will be subjected to endless phone calls, text messages, and pics. Non-stop begging. here are two she liked.

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Belkins=Bella+Dawkins

Bella is back safe and sound! Chad said, I’ll get off the phone and give you some daughter/mom time. I said, It’s already over. Dawkins is here. Well, we did have a good hour of non-stop conversation, but now her … Continue reading

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telepresence

I’ve isolated the cause of the lurching stomach. Turns out that not even writing my thesis provokes as much anxiety as sending my daughter to spend time with her grandmother (my mother). Bella arrived Wednesday night, today is Friday. In … Continue reading

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