It isn’t really until you are an adult that you truly appreciate childhood. I guess it’s like everything in life, hindsight is 20/20. Childhood moves quickly and you suddenly find yourself trying to navigate the waters of adulthood. Then one day when you have your own children you are given what some may say is a second chance. READ MORE
My father is a man that says very little, but his thoughts are well known. When I was in high school I was arrested for underage drinking. My dad picked me up at the police station in his pajama top, hair askew, wearing a pair of jeans, and a Members Only tan jacket. I took one look at him and turned to the officer next to me and asked to stay at the police station. There was no denying it, my father was furious and embarrassed. I was grounded the entire summer. READ MORE
I love being an older, middle-aged mom. Even though my energy level is less than it was years ago, I feel like I’m in a better “place” to raise my daughter. My feet are firmly planted and I have peace in knowing that no matter what lies ahead, I will do my best to raise her as a good, honest person. There will be times when I fail, but I won’t second-guess every little decision I make. I’ll do my best, because, as a parent, that’s all you really can do.
Here are 8 other things I love about being an older mom (please keep in mind that I’m not a first-timer): READ MORE
Have you ever had the dream where you are standing on the edge of a canyon, and then out of nowhere you take a step forward and fall, which wakes you up with a start? Well that happened to me, but I wasn’t sleeping. READ MORE