a filk for worn-out moms
{Declan*} the screaming baby had a very piercing cry. And if you ever heard him, you would see his Mommy sigh. All of the other babies used to take a morning nap. They never gave their mommies any of this…
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Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
{Declan*} the screaming baby had a very piercing cry. And if you ever heard him, you would see his Mommy sigh. All of the other babies used to take a morning nap. They never gave their mommies any of this…
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If I’d known how many decisions you have to make while knitting, I’d have made one big decision a long time ago that would have eliminated all the rest of them. I got hooked into crocheting (hah) during a vulnerable…
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It occurred to me this Sunday at church that I was surrounded by people who had lived a lifetime of holiness, and I can barely raise my kids. I’m also easily-distracted, so during Mass, I also noticed one of those…
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Those were the words I woke up to this morning: “Mom never does the laundry!” Said by my 12 year old son as he was rooting through the laundry pile for The Perfect Shirt, a short-sleeve green t-shirt he’d worn…
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Kiddo#4 has begun to talk. I’ve long suspected he understood how to use far more words than he produced (which is normal) but he hadn’t been saying much. I got the number for early intervention, but the doctor said I…
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I was blindsided the first time someone accused me of worshipping the Virgin Mary. He said all Catholics do it, making me a pagan. Silly me, I’d never learned to worship her. I thought we were supposed to honor her….
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I’m not sure who gave Kiddo#2 the idea, but she’s been saying for the last six months that she wanted to donate her hair to Locks of Love. Locks of Love is an organization which makes wigs for children suffering…
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As always, I find my trips to the bus stop enlightening, and the other mothers find me surreal. I present for your amusement the scene as we await the bus on Friday, December 4th. Kiddo#2 waits for the bus in…
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Two weeks ago, I showed my son There, I fixed it! which is a website devoted to “epic kludges and jury rigs.” Kiddo#1 was laughing so hard he was crying at some of the ways people “fixed” things. (I’m sorry,…
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Since May or thereabouts, I’ve had no knitting mojo whatsoever. I don’t know why. I finished the last thing I made back then — a hat, I guess — and I lost all urge to knit or crochet. I worked…
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