Recently I went to the DMV to get my new Illinois license. The man behind the counter was extremely chatty for a state worker, and we exchanged pleasantries and conversation while he processed my paperwork. He told me about his wife and his plans to move to Colorado soon, I shared a story about my kids and our recent move from Pittsburgh.
We were simpatico. Until he asked me what my weight was, and I lied right to his face.
Now, I know I’m not the first woman to fudge my…Continue
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Two travel soccer leagues, piano, gymnastics, horseback, theater and various school activities. And sometimes a lacrosse clinic. Or basketball. Or we may take a cooking class some place.
Sometimes when I write it all down, it freaks me out a bit, and I ask myself, “Are we doing too much? Do my kids have enough time to play, or breathe?”
And then I…Continue
Like any parent, I think my kids are pretty awesome. But sometimes their awesomeness just blows my mind. And it's even more awesome when they don't realize that they are being awesome.
I like to think that I work really hard to be a good person, but I'm still a work in progress even at the tender age of 41 (did I just say that out loud?) I still judge when I shouldn't, say things I wish I could take back, and let my fears stymie me from reaching my dreams.
That's why I love…Continue
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