Tag: expectations/reality

“Wait. Am I even facing the right way now?” One of my Yoga students this week caught my eye and looked uncertain. Looking around the class, she could see that everyone else was doing something different from her, and she worried she was doing it wrong. In response, the words tumbled from my mouth before […]
A few years ago I was asked to contribute a piece to a forthcoming anthology on mothering. Since publication, several people have asked me to include the piece here on my blog. After discussion with the publisher, I am pleased to publish it here for the very first time. The Other Side of Sleeplessness I […]
Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day 29 November’s prompt My eldest child is a maker. An idea possesses her, and with a single-mindedness I can only admire, she decides what she is going to create, and she makes it. This week when I unfairly stopped her from taking the coffee table up […]
Quiet Beauty (16/11/13 prompt) Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day “Hook nose!” In sixth grade one of the cool girls nailed me with her withering stare and spat these words at me. Hook nose. I went home and checked myself out in profile, and yes I guess my nose did sort […]
Today’s prompt was: “Begins with ‘M’” Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day When I was little, probably 4 or 5 years old, my mother bought me a bag of M&Ms. It was an impulse buy from the candy shelf near the check-out at our local supermarket. I picked M&Ms because you […]
I’m the only parent struggling right now.  Everyone else seems to be fine.  Parenting is such a challenge and I’m part of the minority of people who feel this way.  Why don’t my children behave like other peoples’ children?  If I told people how I really feel, what would they think of me? How often […]
Trying to get out the door with several children in tow should have been one of the labours of Heracles.  Whether you’re home educating, or sending your children to school, at some stage you need to be on time somewhere, and it’s not easy.  Not unusually, this week yet another friend expressed her frustration at […]
The drawers in my mother’s kitchen held many utensils, one of which was a large metal mallet with a squared end. Spiky and sharp on one end, blunt spikes on the other, this was my mother’s meat tenderiser.  Tough, sinewy meat becomes tender under the hand of the chef who wields this tool.  An undesirable, […]
This morning I groggily padded downstairs to be met by my six year old who, having been up for at least an hour before me, wanted me to help her get a snack out of the fridge, set up a messy art activity for her, tell her what plans we have today, and listen to her […]
I am a lover of books.  Several walls of my house are lined with full book shelves. I always have at least one, if not more, books on the go.  I’ll read fiction and non-fiction. I’ll read paper books and e-books.  I’m on a first-name basis with my local librarians.  If I want to learn […]