SAHM Chronicles, (Part 2)

When we first started The Makings of Motherhood, I wrote a post about staying at home and the transition it took to reach a part of this life that I felt confident and comfortable in. When I wrote it, S was about sixteen months. The original post is broken down into a few parts and…

Allowing Others to Improve You

There’s an aspect of teaching I know all teachers dread. It’s looked at with fear and anxiety and apprehension. It’s likely the darkest day of their teaching year. I’ve seen strong, valiant, and incredibly admirable teachers crippled with fear on this day; evaluation day. In most corporate or professional settings, we generally experience some type…

Loving the Now

You know how you always hear moms lament babyhood? I mean, these moms are sobbing, newborn pictures in hand, wishing they could turn back the clock and make their baby a baby again. Well, you want to know one of my biggest mom-secrets? I feel like I don’t do that. *shrug* Do I think my…

Ready (Not Ready)

I made a mistake last week. One involving a Big Thing of Toddlerhood and a Overwhelming Parenting Choice. S will be two in September and climbed out (…fell out?) of her crib for the first time at the beginning of the week. She’s been leaning over it for awhile now. Each time I put her…

Company in Limbo

I remember how pregnancy with my daughter felt like some kind of limbo. It felt strange. Some days I was eager to just keep her in there and go about life and have nothing change at all. Is that selfish? Then I started to wonder what she’d look like and act like. Will she have…

Happy Birthday to Us…Kind of.

September 2, 2017. “Happy one year of parenthood to us. I almost wrote “successful parenthood.” Who really can define successful parenting? We kept our kid alive, sure. Therefore, by that definition we succeeded. She grew and thrived. I guess if we can take credit for that, we’ll call it a success. She is a year…

Joyful Motherhood.

You want to know what ticks me off? What really makes me flinch and twitch, and frustrated and sad? What makes me grit my teeth and grinds my gears? What hurts my heart and pains my soul? This mom-culture, pity party, constant “survival mode,” whining, my kids are terrible and I need to hide from…

We Deserve a Shirt or Something

You know when you ride a roller coaster and they sell those “I survived The —– Coaster” tshirts? Wait, do they actually do that in real life? Or is it one of those ‘just on tv’ things? Anyways, I feel like my husband and I deserve a shirt or something because of our huge accomplishment…

Noise

Our one and a half year old recently picked up a habit. A very loud, ear piercing, eye-twitching habit. She screeches. Usually one, shrill, quick, glass-shattering screech. Sometimes she does it repeatedly. She doesn’t care where she is. In the car. In the grocery store checkout line. At a restaurant during lunch. At a playdate….

Meeting Myself, Again

One of the biggest chapters of self-discovery (I hate that term) in my life was college. There’s something about living in a tiny apartment with four other females (love you, ladies), five hours away from home, being fueled daily by high expectations and very little sleep that really makes you get to know your inner-self….