New Year's Eve has always been a disappointment in my life. I'm not sure if that's because it's coming after the enormity that is Christmas, or if the expectations of the night are just too high. Maybe it's because of the immense pressure to finally make something of yourself this year, as if the changing of the calendar has any bearing on your personal goal system. The falsity of the core concept of the New Year is about all that rings true.
Or maybe I'm just a little bitter. …
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 31, 2010 at 10:48am — No Comments
Christmas is for the memories. Christmas is for the anticipation. Christmas, at least when you're the parent of two year olds, is not for the day, itself.
On Christmas Eve, I excitedly brought down my horribly wrapped presents and placed them carefully under the tree in the most eye-pleasing manner I could manage. I stepped back to view my work, envisioning the happy day that was surely awaiting us.…
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 29, 2010 at 11:49am — No Comments
Christmas has been so hectic. Dragging babies across the country, presents, presents, different foods, different people, presents, a massive snow storm, and, well, presents.
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After two intense weeks of tantrums, screaming, flopping, crying and whining, my kids have finally had a language breakthrough. For the past four days or so, they have not only been pointing at objects and telling me what they are, but they have been connecting abstract ideas together, using adjectives and nouns to specify their meaning, and using verbs and nouns to create basic sentences and to tell me what they are doing.
They’ve got the command down pat.
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A beautiful blogger and great friend of mine wrote a post today about being a fake stay at home mom (during break as a teacher.) She got a lot of well-deserved hits, and I laughed at myself, saying, "I'm going to post where you post, claiming that SAHM is a career."
But, then, I thought, what the heck, self? SAHM is a career.
She writes: As a teacher "for several weeks out of the…
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It was a snowy morning at the bus stop, and the grass was wet and icy. So I told the kids to stay out of the grass and stand on the street so their shoes wouldn't get wet. For reasons I will never understand, Miles decided to take this directive as a challenge. He looked right at me…Continue
Added by Momniscient on December 19, 2010 at 3:15pm — No Comments
I know, I know.... Who still makes New Years Resolutions and actually takes them seriously?
Well, in my attempt, no, "journey" is a better term... In my journey to find and maintain my recently distant, pre-parenthood sanity, I have made a firm commitment to develop and succeed in my New Years Resolutions...
This is a big deal... This is the first time, ever, that I have made a decision to develop a New Years Resolution and seriously commit to it. In the past, I simply made…
Added by Kristy Canton on December 19, 2010 at 2:19pm — No Comments
Gigglefest with Daddy. Adorable and short video here:
I love my family!
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 19, 2010 at 10:39am — No Comments
Inspired by my friend Chelsea:
Ways to trick your baby:
Problem: You've just switched over to the toddler bed (or taken the rail off your now-outlawed crib), and your toddler has discovered he has run of the room. Instead of sleeping, there's a raucous party going on in there, a party of one (or in my case, two). You've taken all the toys out of the room, you've made sure it's as boring and calm as it could possibly be, and still, your child has developed an imagination…
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 18, 2010 at 11:10am — No Comments
The babies are finally asleep. It's the middle of the day. Maybe I can squeeze in that shower I've been wanting to take since yesterday morning.
I turn the hot water knob, water sluices toward the wall, the inviting tap tap tap calling to me well before the water is warm enough. I ready my towel, brush my hair. I leave the door open, just in case. Just in case something happens, I'll be able to hear the babies. Everything should be just fine, right? They sleep for at least an…
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 17, 2010 at 11:43am — No Comments
I am the worst wrapper in the history of present wrapping. I always start out with such good intentions. I'm going to cut my lines straight and even. I'm going to line the corners up and crease my folds. I'm going to use very little tape so that you can't even see it. I'm going to put ribbons and bows on every present. They are going to be beautiful.
These ideals last only until I lose the scissors the first time, which is to say, the first time I put them down. They're scissors.…
Added by Darlena Cunha on December 15, 2010 at 2:36pm — No Comments
On May 3rd 1992, my son Eric Miller was killed in a one car collision. He was home visiting with family in Louisiana. My family and I visited Louisiana very often. However, when my son began to insist that he spend some time in Louisiana with our family, I reluctantly agreed.
After I received the phone call telling me that my beloved, beautiful and kindhearted son was killed in a car accident; I slowly began to understand why going home was so important to him. It seemed as if I was…
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Weekday mornings in December are difficult. There is a lot going on with the holidays; band concerts, choral concerts, basketball practice, days full of shopping. All of this…Continue
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