Week 30 - For a long time, I've fooled myself into thinking there are two types of mom's in this world: career-oriented mom's and stay-at-home mom's. To make matters worse, I've continually told myself that I would never be good at being a "stay-at-home" mom, and that I belonged in the career-oriented category. I'm here … Continue reading I lie to myself.
Last night our big kids were both out having a sleepover. What did that mean for Caleb and I? Date night! Thinking back, it occurred to me how much the definition of "date night" has changed over time. Life sure is funny that way. Date Night Before Kids:Anytime you get dressed up and get out of the … Continue reading The Evolution of the Date Night
A year ago today, I was laying in a hospital bed with my arms wrapped around my belly. The contractions were coming every 10 minutes and I knew today would be the day. I was unusually calm. I had seen enough moms roll through the Antepartum Unit, and I remember that feeling of panic that … Continue reading We Made It.
Let me persuade you to follow my example and take a turn about the room - I assure you it's very refreshing after sitting so long in one attitude. - Pride and Prejudice I do not like Mondays. Mondays are my LEAST favourite days. After "relaxing" all weekend (and by relaxing I mean - only … Continue reading Leave your attitude outside.
This weekend will be a big one for the Fricker household. News Flash: Gigi is going on her first-ever friend sleepover. And I couldn't be more terrified. She's slept away from home plenty of times - one of our closest friends has been taking her for fun sleepovers for as long as I can remember. But … Continue reading Anxious Child – Anxious Parent
I have not the pleasure of understanding you. - Pride and Prejudice As a parent of four children (officially - I've counted them several times over. I assure you there is still four of them... as much as I keep pinching myself), you'd think I'd have it all figured out. Right? Maybe? Not really?... Not … Continue reading Week 23
Catherine's expectations of pleasure from her visit in Milsom-street were so very high, that disappointment was inevitable; - Northanger Abbey Expectations. We all have them. Just yesterday, I expected to put the babies down for a nap in the morning, grab a hot cup of coffee, sit down and write this post. Hmmm... that … Continue reading Expectations.