Last Friday, the husband and I were invited to attend an Autism fundraising event held by a local couple. Their son was also diagnosed at the age of two and the devastation that it brought mirrored our own pain and frustration. But this family chose to turn grief into hope. They began a foundation, in…
8. But Whose Counting?
I shushed you in the hallway this morningand hissed “shut up” as you opened your mouthbecause Superman was sleeping off a high fever and you were being loud so you whispered “Happy Anniversary” and I felt like the world’s biggest assand the luckiest girl in the whole wide worldall in the same breathwhile we giggled and…
The First of Many, I’m Sure…..
Whew. Just got done giving Superman his very first lecture. As in, “park your keister on the couch and listen up little dude…..” So.I have come to the following conclusions: 1. Best Husband Ever is definately the bad cop2. I am definately the SappyMommyIforgiveyoubaby cop3. Giving lectures? Waaaaaaaaay more fun than getting them. Watch out Superman. It’s on.
Sometimes Confessing is Half the Battle
There is an ugly side to this mommy. Sometimes, she comes out while in public places, as she anticipates strangers’ reactions to her silent son, obessing whether or not someone may think he is rude, selfish, stupid. She shows up during conversations with other mothers, as they complain about the mundane, comparing notes on achievements, professing…
Literacy: It’s Not All It’s Cracked Up To Be
Oh. Gone are the days of baby gurgles and coos. Fewer and fewer mispronounciations of everyday words. I am still in denial and will forever say “nerdles” instead of noodles. Even when Superman is in his forties. It’s creepy, I know, but I’m fairly certain it’s all I’ll have. Gone are the days of spelling…
I Need New Friends
Preferably Butt Ugly ones. Because nothing rubs my ego the wrong way than when my girlfriends show up at an event looking just as hot (if not more so) than me. I’m tired of the sexy haircuts, the updated makeup, the skinny jeans and pretty patterned tops. I want some drawstring-pants-wearing-mullet-hair-sporting-gold-capped-teeth ladies in my life. The…
I Was Going To Complain About Something
but then rhythmic murmursfragile kissesanda Wild Thingawakeningattacking withunsolicited tickles andfresh sunlightChocolate Delight Special K Cerealhot coffeemade by someone else andchildren in jammieslaughter in their eyeshungry pouts in placeHalloween candy demandsyogurt and bananas instead andstudentsneeding hugsextra explanationsband aidslow grade feversphone calls home andleftoversearly christmas commercialsthe new Sprouts addaydreams ofBarnes and Noble book signings andmore lovethan i…