A howl rang out through the store. But, that sound wasn’t from a wolf, it emerged from my young son. He was face down on the floor of K-mart with his arms and legs flung wide. His wails paused briefly each time he breathed in, and then renewed, he continued to howl with fresh strength. …
For me, one of the hard parts of being a parent was not swearing. It’s a great way to vent frustration that I’ve had since I was 12 years old. That year the school principal heard me yell, “Dammit!” and slam my locker door closed. He only gave me a stern warning. I learned the …
We went more than a month ordering Chinese food. When the delivery guy showed up he was very relieved we were all okay. At that point I had to admit that I wasn’t cooking homemade dinners as often as I thought. Every mom is a short order chef. With your first child you’re optimistic and …
I hid vegetables in my children’s food not for their nutrition, but to avoid their criticism. With three kids and a foggy memory, I didn’t really know who liked what food. One kid would declare with disgust, “I’ve NEVER liked mushrooms.” or “I want cucumbers, Garry’s the one who doesn’t like them. He only eats …
I thought my third child was the flu. I guessed it might be something else when I still didn’t have any energy after three weeks. Three kids came along in four years, well four years, one month, and seven days. My memories are hazy, but I can still do math. I was in a fog …
