Some days I am noticing that my ability to handle the torrent of toddler and kid emotions are more manageable for me. Some days I don’t get swallowed up into the melee of their feelings. Some days I am outside of their experience, witnessing. No judgement for them or myself. In that quiet inner … Continue reading Unruffled AF
I had a conversation with another mom today that I have had a version of many times before. Too many to count. You talk about the types of things you do with your little one(s), maybe. You throw in some honest struggles you have as a parent. Maybe it’s flippant or more sincere. There’s a … Continue reading Why asking for help is dope.
My son loves to play with my keys and screams with rage when I deny him. I know it’s not the most sanitary thing in the world as he does like to gnaw on the Big Ben dangling from the ring, but he’s good at catching me in moments of weakness. Last month, we had … Continue reading Negotiating with a toddler.
I hate carpets. In fact, I hate all things upholstered. If an item cannot be easily washed, it has no place in my life right now. Having said that, I love anything that I can toss in the washer (and ideally the dryer too). This is not to say I like all the piles of … Continue reading This is why we can’t have nice things.
Notice anything different? That’s right, words by kathleen is now feather & pine. What’s that all about?
You know, as I'm sitting here contemplating what to write, it just occurred to me that I am feeling completely at ease. Oh hello there, peaceful feeling. Stick around a while, won’t ya? There are many wonderful things contributing to this. One major factor is that I finally got some much-needed rest over the weekend, … Continue reading Oh hello there, peaceful feeling.
I’d lost all hope that my child would ever willingly eat vegetables without being coerced (aka threatened or bribed). Sure I kept involving leafy produce with meals (sometimes resorting to sneaky methods), but after the good part of two years and very little success, I was beginning to think this child of mine would never … Continue reading Vegetables: the long game.
There is something weirdly gratifying about watching your child nearly every waking moment through their early years. I mean, it can also be exhausting and stressful to be responsible for another human 24/7, I grant you. Particularly once they start moving. Just hear me out here. I think it’s safe to say most of us … Continue reading Double-0 mummy.
I have this irritating habit (say once or twice a week) of waking up in the middle of the night irrationally worried about a million things that happened or didn’t happen with Leni the day before. Things totally out of my control. Odd moments from yesterday whose outcome were almost always positive or definitely ok … Continue reading Case of the moonlight mommy guilts.
I have come to the conclusion that our first ballet class sucked almost entirely because I failed to embrace the insanely adorable fashion possibilities. Could our disastrous first class have been improved with some tulle and leg warmers? I have very little doubt. My sister Erin very kindly donated my niece Gemma’s gently used ballerina … Continue reading My tiny dancer.