It took me thirty-eight years to understand that it wasn't so much that you didn't raise me as it was that you couldn't raise me. That there was a difference in ability rather than responsibility and that truthfully, choosing life, was the most important gift you could have ever given me. It was in that … Continue reading To the woman who gave me life but couldn’t raise me – Happy Mother’s Day and Thank You.
I'm unsure of the exact moment I stopped grabbing the "oh &#$%" handle or stomping the non-existent brake on the floorboard as she drove. I'm not even sure when I stopped turning down her radio so she could pay better attention while driving. But I must have because today I found comfort in my new … Continue reading Mom in the passenger seat
Let me preface this with saying there are many moms I love and adore - and genuinely enjoy spending time with. However, a group of cliquey moms, that is an entirely different story. I'm a writer which means I am always thinking - if you could see the cyclone of words, ideas, thoughts memories etc., … Continue reading I’m not a mom group type of mom
I'm not in the parenting business to make friends, and I am okay not doing what other parents do. My children need to know that sometimes the right thing, is not what Susie and everyone else is doing. Sometimes the right thing is the least cool thing to do.
If I am being honest with myself, I knew when he asked to call me mom, my answer was not coming from a kind and loving place. I knew I was coming from a "you already have a mom, and you are her responsibility, not mine" type of place. And, a place of "you are too much "work" for me."