Mission Statement

We are a people who tell stories in one form or another.
After all isn't blogging just another way to gather around and tell those stories?

Motherhood is Painless is about finding the humor in the every day. In finding the happiness in those stories that we tell. What would happen if we *all* learned to laugh at ourselves? Maybe then the dark corners would recede a bit and we would all rejoice at the love we find there.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Summer Looms Large

Today, Ben moves up from Kindergarten. He's made it - struggling, learning and growing. I am incredibly proud of him. Saying goodbye to small-kid time (as Bonnie would say) and moving on to greater and greater things.



Here's to the future. Love you, sweetest of boys.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Eight is Great

Eight years old. 

Sweetness and light one minute - storming off in a huff the next. 



Equal parts "I love you mama!" and "Don't look at me right now."



And I love her, every exasperating inch. 




Wednesday, April 22, 2015

A Promise - Or a List.

Last time, I told myself that I wasn't going to sit and let this space linger. Even if I think I have nothig to say.

Especially if I think I have nothing to say. It has to be better than letting these little feelings build up inside me until I'm full to bursting.

So here is a summary of what's on my plate these days:


  • My knee is troubled - I've been seeing an orthopedic specializing in non-surgical treatment and have spent most of the last two months in a brace. It's big and clunky and doesn't fit under my clothes. But, it makes me feel so much better than I did before, that I don't care. And while I might not be jogging or wearing heels again any time soon, being able to make it to school and home again with out stumbling is like a miracle. 
  • Ben is full of So! Much! Energy! these days - it's like spring came and wound him up like a rocket. He's moving, moving, moving. We've had talks with him, with his teacher and with the school guidance counselor. It's a struggle, but there are things we've yet to do. We start the beginning of that process on Friday. Dave's struggled with ADD all his life, and I'm beginning to suspect the same of Ben. 
  • Claire has had a low-grade stomach bug for most of the last week. It's so frustrating - her GI is all wonky, but she feels mostly OK. So she's home and full of energy, and driving me bananas. 
  • We have two camping trips lined up for the spring/summer already. One over Memorial Day weekend, the next over the weekend after the end of school. 
And that is all I've got. 
I will be doing some reviews lately - not because I have to - but because I like the products. (Something new! Sort of exciting!)

Monday, March 30, 2015

Another day older and deeper in debt

It's Monday.
Here I am, sitting at the kitchen table with the laptop at the ready. A fresh screen. And the words are stuck. Life is quiet for the moment. I have nothing to say. Or, I worry that I have too much brewing underneath the surface and fear that if I start to talk, it will all come pouring out.

And I'm not ready for that yet.

So I think I'll be quiet for a little while longer.

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Follow me!

Follow my blog with Bloglovin

Like planting a wee flag on the tippy top of the mountain that's the internet...

Or something

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Marching Onward

It's March 1, a significant date here. Seventeen years ago, I went out on a date. In fact, it was the last first date I ever went on.

We ate Spanish food, played skeeball and other games, ate sorbet for dessert and we talked late into the night.

Today, he got up with the kids, got Sunday breakfast, and helped the kids with their homework. We cleaned our bedroom and hugged each other tightly. We know how rare what we share is.

He's off traveling today, but he's here in my heart and in the sweet smiles of our two kids.

I love you, babe.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Mid Winter Blues

Here it is another Monday morning. Freezing rain is falling (again) and the kids are off at school.

I'm sitting here, basking in the artificial glow of a sun lamp - it's very bright - meant to simulate morning light, and counter the grim and dark days of February. I'm not sure that it works, honestly. But we live in a basement, and there's a large part of our apartment that doesn't get any outside light at all, and I'll take what I can get.

I just asked Dave to tell me the first word that popped into his head. Because I can't think this morning. So he said "blah"

Funny.

At least I'm not alone.