It snowed last night here in Pittsburgh. I wasn’t expecting an early November snowfall–I haven’t even gotten around to buying snow boots and snow pants for my 4 year old. More important, I wasn’t quite prepared for it to get so cold so quickly.
It’s important to me to be outdoors every day, unless . . . → Read More: Nursing in the Cold
I mentioned last week that my grandmothers are ill. As we tend to do when we gather together, my family has been sharing stories about my grandmothers. I learned just last week that my Gommy had nursed her five children. This surprised me, because I thought I had remembered her being surprised at my . . . → Read More: My Family Nursing History
I’ve mentioned before that, while we all know fresh, whole foods are the ideal to strive for, sometimes we just need some packaged foods. As a busy working mom, not to mention a mom still nursing and working out, I particularly seek out protein-rich healthy foods I can pop into my face when I’m . . . → Read More: MomMe Meals
I recently learned the term “sandwich years“–it refers to this time period in our lives where we are caring for our own young children but also gearing up to (or already providing) care for our parents. Sandwiched between different layers of caregiving. The meat of an intense, emotional sandwich.
A lot of my friends . . . → Read More: Sandwich Years
When I was in junior high school, I went to a week-long camp with people from my church. I remember our pastor told us he never wakes up in the night once he’s gone to sleep. He said, “I just turn all my concerns over to God and I sleep straight through until morning.”
. . . → Read More: Sound Sleepers
I often find myself reading Soule Mama‘s blog, because it’s lovely. Isn’t it lovely to think about a family in Maine, harvesting their own vegetables and gathering daily eggs from their chickens? Shearing their own sheep, carding the wool, spinning it, dyeing it, and knitting sweaters? Really, it’s inspiring. Sometimes, I put my computer . . . → Read More: This Moment?
My family just took a trip to Arizona to celebrate my sister’s 40th birthday. We decided not to purchase a ticket for my 18-month old and I had him on my lap for the flight. Safety considerations aside, I see now why people purchase seats for their toddlers. What a mess!
A terrible . . . → Read More: Flying with a Toddler On My Lap