We knew it was coming. The Phase. The Phase where Little Man prefers one parent over the other. I didn’t know it would be 24/7 Extreme Clinginess Edition. The last two nights, Keith has started to put LM to bed and he screams, “mommy rock you…mommy rock you!” over and over again. (Little Man screams…not… Continue reading Mommy Rock You!!!
Michelle Duggar is pregnant with child number twenty. I found out during my MOPS meeting today. Thankfully, no one there said anything asinine about it. Facebook, and online, however, is a different story. I am saddened by this news, but I am sad because I am jealous. Do I want twenty children? Not necessarily. But… Continue reading And This Makes Twenty
You know, most days, I am just Little Man’s mom. We do normal stuff. He calls me “mommy,” we go to the zoo, we watch Sesame Street. It’s not that I forget that he was adopted, but it’s not on the top of my list of things I think about. But today…oh, today. First, in… Continue reading Today As An Adoptive Mom
I have been alternately amused and horrified by the child ban debate. A restaurant in Monroeville, PA, close to where I used to live, has banned children under six. There are movie theaters that are banning children from certain showings. The Whole Foods in Missouri has child free shopping hours. The debates have raged online… Continue reading We Live in a Selfish World
I know it’s been forever since I posted. Like practically the whole month. So be gentle with me as I ease back into this world of blogging, as my heart is very sensitive right now. I have so much on my heart and soul and mind to write about. There has been so much that has… Continue reading Heavy Hearted
Single parenting, that is. When I was in college, and in the years thereafter, I was firmly convinced I could have it all: I could be a mother and a professional (theatre professional, in that time period of my life – a backstage or stage manager professional, not an actress). Being that there is a… Continue reading I’m not cut out for this…
At Thanksgiving, my father referred to me as his “hippie daughter who makes her own baby food.” I’m okay with that, actually. I know my son is receiving good food prepared with love (ever read “The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake”?). I know what exactly he is eating, and more importantly, what exactly he isn’t… Continue reading I’m a Hippie?!
I am inherently selfish. This is what motherhood is slowly and painfully teaching me. I have never claimed to be selfless, but I surely never thought I was this bad. The thoughts that run through my head for the majority of the day are all about me. I am tired. I want a nap. I… Continue reading Selfish
It’s cold here. Like 7 below. We aren’t leaving the house. Because of the cold & snow & blowing & such, we had to cancel our family Christmas dinner on Sunday. I was bummed because I was super excited to see Little Man open his first Christmas presents! And I knew he’d have new toys,… Continue reading Random Ramblings
Hello. My name is Rachel. And I’m addicted to television. I am not kidding. I love TV. I guess, to be fair, I love all media. If we were rich, we’d have the top level of cable/dish/whatever, fancy schmancy television sets, digital HD radio, magazine subscriptions to about 100 magazines, smart phones that could access… Continue reading Addict
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