Monthly Archive: November 2011

The annual freak out over Christmas vs. Hanukkah.  And again – I end up being frustrated that it’s so hard for Marc to feel okay about celebrating Christmas.  It’s unfair of me, I know that.   I totally know that.  Because as  he points out – he celebrates right along with me, and doesn’t show …

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Is “epically” a word?  I may have made it up, I do that periodically.  I mean, hugely stressed.  This move process is slowly driving me insane.  I wake up in the middle of the night, freaking out about boxes and where we’re going to go.  The place we really want may not be ready in …

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My family loves Thanksgiving – and we’ve got traditions that dovetail together to make the holiday something special for every one of us.   I grew up as the oldest of four children and the daughter of a single mother who has a serious aversion to touching raw poultry.  I was trained as the official …

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I’ve done the toddler nursing thing before and am somewhat leery about it, only because weaning Sam was so difficult.  Julianna and I had so many nursing struggles in the beginning, there was definitely a part of me that didn’t expect to make it thru the first year of nursing, and so I’m slightly surprised …

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The dumpster was delivered today, and I’m already thrilled to betsy about it.  With three children, two stepchildren, two kids I babysat for five years for, and a plethora of nieces and nephews, I have a ridiculous number of toys.  Toys that nobody ever plays with, toys that nobody loves because they’re broken down, battered, …

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This is my new theory.  Not only will freaking out over my impending homelessness make me insane, it will adversely affect my children, who are super sensitive to my moods.  Not that I’m going to be homeless – I’m not, obviously.  Our landlord isn’t going to throw us out on the street if we can’t …

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So I’m continuing on in our quest to find housing before the end of the month.  It’s not going well, but I’m growing weary of focusing on that, so we’re going to ignore that for right now… and we were leaving an apartment and trekking back to the minivan with Julianna.  She was propped on …

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I’ve got, by most standards, a big family.   My husband and I have our own three children, my oldest daughter is eight, my son is five and our baby girl is a year and a half.  We’ve also got my husband’s daughters from his first marriage, they’re twelve and ten.  That’s five children.  That’s …

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I don’t know if it’s actual depression.  Because it feels more like I’m just in a bad mood all the time.  And it’s all because of the move.  I still haven’t found a place to live, and I feel the clock ticking down to December 1 all the time.  I need a three bedroom, deleaded …

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My Glennys is back from NH.  She moved up there earlier this summer, and my kids have been bereft and miserable without her.   I honestly can’t tell you which one is happier, Jessie, Sam,or Julie.  Glennys is Jessie’s best friend, and she’s so missing her, but Sam worships Glennys with a love that’s so …

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