It took me almost two weeks just to get into summer vacation mode.
The first week I was still analyzing, preparing, organizing and dealing with every little minutiae that is part of raising a busy family. But like so many moms, I am downright exhausted by said minutiae. I hoped to let go of some, if not most of it, for part of the summer, but I am not wired to live like that. Sure I can turn a blind eye to some of the chaos (occasionally) or force a kid to clean up some mess, but as this article demonstrates, delegating is just another job for me:
Ah, yes, the “Just tell me what to do!” defence—like nails on a chalkboard to female household managers everywhere. The idea of deputing tasks or asking for help implies you’re still the one running the show. Delegating is just another bloody job. (Lauren Ballem)
I even wanted to stop the delegating. Continue Reading
Almost immediately after the kids came home from their last day of school on Thursday, any semblance of routine or schedules went out the window.
There are no fixed breakfast eating times, lunch is a free for all grab what you want, ice cream and popsicles are the go-to “I’m hot, I’m bored, I want” answer and dinner is…whatever, whenever. Depends on who wants to cook or grill and what’s in the house or how much we are willing to spend on food elsewhere.
No one goes to bed at a reasonable time either (well, I do, but I don’t care what they do, so I don’t police them).
For the rest of the summer, with all of us home, schedules and routines will take a backseat at this house.
I realized today that this isn’t going to work for me. Continue Reading
I have been writing like a maniac and entering contests, submitting pieces to various venues and practicing my craft.
Why did I wait so long? Once in the habit, it’s really not that difficult.
It helps, however, when the family is out. Continue Reading
Yesterday, I got lost on the way to the rink.
Yes. Me, seasoned, experienced hockey mom. Lost.
In my defense, it wasn’t my fault. Continue Reading
I’ve been limping through most of May.
Not physically, you understand. I didn’t hurt my leg or sprain my ankle. I’m fine.
I’m simply limping toward the end of school. You know what I mean, right? Continue Reading
This morning, my 4th grader left for her school bus all on her own. Continue Reading
Chickpeas are one of the healthiest foods you can eat.
To reduce the effects of eczema on my hands and arms I stopped eating foods that came in packages. Crackers and cookies, sauces and dips, and even condiments. This had a detoxing sort of effect on my liver and kidneys and I cannot tell you how quickly (relatively speaking) the eczema became less irritating. I endured three weeks of diligent ‘whole foods only’ diet with massive amounts of water to flush everything toxic out of my system.
The first week was the hardest. Continue Reading