Entries Tagged as 'mom guilt'

Wednesday, June 10th, 2015

Transparently Smitten

“He is transparently smitten with her; he is comic and tragic in his hopeless love. He makes her think sometimes of a mouse singing amorous ballads under the window of a giantess.” –The Hours   He wraps his arms around me as tightly as he can. His legs too. “I don’t want you to go,” […]

Tuesday, March 3rd, 2015

She Waits Patiently For The Light

“She waits patiently for the light.” –The Hours It’s been dark lately. No sun in what feels like weeks, cold like we don’t usually have here for any sustained periods of time. It’s uninviting, dreary. I tell Nora and Miles that if there was a bit of snow, I’d push them out into it. We’d go […]

Thursday, November 14th, 2013


The two little girls announced their plans to have dinner together rather loudly as we entered the classroom this morning. One told another friend. The other told the teacher. They were excited, smiling. My daughter was suddenly and quietly crying. “They are having a sleepover,” she said teary-eyed as she looked up at me from […]

Monday, June 17th, 2013

Mom Guilt Tastes Like m&ms

It hit me at the intersection just outside of our neighborhood. “Look, Nora. It’s a tow-truck with a hook.” “Miles would think that was so cool.” “He would. He’s been dying to see a truck just like that one.” And then I was gone. Lost in a world of guilt. About a tow truck. And […]

Tuesday, June 4th, 2013


I was sitting on the chair, holding Miles by my side as he flipped through pages of books and watched the activity around him. It was quiet. And he was close to me. We weren’t talking. I wasn’t reading to him. But I could feel the puff of his baby soft hands and hear the […]

Monday, May 13th, 2013

A Letter Of Love And Thanks To My Daycare

Last night Nora graduated from pre-school, walking down the aisle in her cap and gown and celebrating five years of learning and growing and sharing with wonderful teachers who have loved her so well. How do you thank the women who have done so much for you? I wrote this in an attempt to show […]

Friday, May 10th, 2013

Facing New Fears

Five years ago I handed my six month old baby over to complete strangers. On that morning in August, I brought her bag full of sheets and blankets that smelled like home, pacifiers she’d never use, clothes for when she needed changing, bibs for mealtime and enough diapers and wipes for weeks at a time. […]

Thursday, April 25th, 2013

Time For Two

I took Miles to the grocery store this afternoon. Just he and I walking up and down the aisles, gathering fruit and milk and bread and diapers. And talking. We counted apples as we put them into the bag. We named off different food items as we passed by them on the shelves. Miles provided […]

Monday, April 1st, 2013

Say Something Nice

Two friends posted Frank Bruni’s Op-Ed that appeared in the New York Times yesterday. One liked it and the other did not. And me? I think he missed the point. First, he is wrong to assert that his status as a childless writer gives him “valuable distance and objectivity” in commenting on parenting. I would […]

Thursday, March 7th, 2013

They Don’t Tell You It Hurts Like This

He didn’t cry when they stuck his finger on Tuesday morning at the doctor’s office. He was still, letting the nurse prick his finger and push the blood into the tiny vial. But with pouted lips and a sad little voice he looked at me and said, over and over, “Hurts you. Hurts you, Mommy.” […]

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