Archive - April 2015

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Losing It (And Other Things)
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Parents, Stop Blinking!

Losing It (And Other Things)

  I suspect I might be the biggest loser. And not in an inspiring reality show kind of way. Ask anyone in my life how often I lose things and they’ll point a finger and burst out laughing in my loser direction. Somehow, somewhere in my adulthood, I’ve become extremely absent minded. I physically lose items daily. Why? Dunno. I do know that while it’s a source of great hilarity for those around me, it’s frustrating as hell. I’ve written on this topic before. Like how I’m a loser baby and how I’ve basically lost my ever lovin’ mind. I expected it would’ve gotten better by now. Hasn’t. One of the areas we’re working on with our daughter is her ability to focus. We can absolutely blame her developmental delays on her lack of concentration, but what can I blame? Lack of sleep probably. Irregardlessly (I know, not a word, but I’m tired and don’t care) My lack of focus leads to the (often permanent) misplacement of the most random items. The most recent MIA items include: Car keys, found a day later in a coat pocket…a coat I don’t recall wearing for months—So what’s happening here? Black outs, alien[…]

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Parents, Stop Blinking!

With all the powerful, gigantic love and joy that comes with being a parent, there is also the cold-sweat inducing self-doubt, pit-in-your-stomach worry, daily guilt, parenting choice remorse, basic dread, and of course, paralyzing fear. Our son talks about changing the world. He’s a dedicated vegetarian. He recycles without giving it a second thought. He turns off lights behind me to “save the polar bears.” And though he still wears little boy pyjamas, he’s now wearing size 10 men’s shoes. I’m afraid to blink because every time I do, he grows up just a smidge more. He actually lifted me up on the ground today. I’d like to think it’s because I’m light as a feather, but I sadly I know it’s because he’s a freaking he-man.  Our daughter is is the sweetest person. I’m serious. The girl does not know how to hate. She wakes up happy and bounds out of bed, excited to start her day. How wonderful would it be to live like that? I haven’t bounded out of bed since 1982. And even then, it must’ve been Christmas or I really had to pee. I had a moment of clarity the other day when I realized[…]

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