If you’d asked me eight years ago how I’d react to hearing that our kids’ (bio)mom was moving out of state, I’d probably have answered with something along the lines of, “oh, thank you six pound baby Jesus.” But that was then.
(Bio)Mom on the Move
Category: teens
My kids are gross. I don’t even care.
My kids are gross. I don’t even care. Well, I mostly don’t even care. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to the 5% of me that still gets bowed up at the pure “ick” of teenage hygiene.
Flu-ing the Coup
It’s happened again. I thought maybe we could just ride out the rest of 2021 without any major parenting milestones, but alas...kids. Am I right? Or rather, NON-parenting milestones. The parenting moments your pesky teens steal from you without permission. I've written before about that sense of loss, like you missed an important invite. Maybe … Continue reading Flu-ing the Coup
Failure to Launch
This is one of those blogs that could go haywire really quickly - much like the conversations between my husband and I regarding the subject matter. Could go haywire? Oh, yeah - our conversations have absolutely gone haywire. If by haywire you mean, oh, hey, has this caused the two of you any all-out-definitely-count-as-an-argument moments?. … Continue reading Failure to Launch
Emm Eye See
Each February, we take a family vacation smack in the middle of the school year. Hanover County Public Schools love us. Each year, we’re told that ‘next year, the kids will get dinged for this.’ Evidently cruises don’t count as excused absences, despite educational visits to Mayan Ruins, explorations of caves, tours of retired military … Continue reading Emm Eye See
Rigid, no. Intentional.
I had another one of my favorite lunches last week with one of my favorite people - the one who always encourages me in parenting, marriage-ing, people-ling and writing. Her wisdom is always strong and I am a smarter being because of her. This day, though, she was definitely off, having lost a close friend … Continue reading Rigid, no. Intentional.
In Like a Lion
I wasn’t aware Punxsutawney Phil’s predictions were also relevant to a teen’s incoming hormones, but, after this weekend, I will always pay attention. It’s not just spring that’s coming early this year - it’s my child’s attitude. There will not be six more weeks of sweet, snuggly boy-ness at the Barlow house. Instead we will … Continue reading In Like a Lion
Mom Vision
I probably need to say no more to the women in my audience (of 33, popularity is on the rise!). You all already know where this is going, having just rolled yours eyes and said, 'oh, right.' I didn’t even know mom vision was a real thing until I became one and was immediately able … Continue reading Mom Vision
Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word. To Understand.
If you've followed along at all this year, you've either deduced or read or read directly between the lines that there has been some strife at the Barlow house. It is an ongoing issue focused primarily around our 17 year old, with a little trickling in from her 14 year old brother in a show … Continue reading Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word. To Understand.
A Barlow Christmas Carol
Poop-ocolypse 2019