Tag Archives: Mothering Well

When I was seventeen, my best friend, Tania, and I jumped into my white Plymouth Duster and drove from State College, Pennsylvania, to Atlanta, Georgia—straight through in thirteen hours. We dro...

My daughter, Annie, recently started 1st grade and it is has not gone the way she planned. The day before school started, she spent nearly an hour applying her fake Lisa Frank press-on nails, getting ...

Stop me if this sounds familiar. The alarm goes off. You roll over and your first thought is, "It cannot possibly be morning already." So you hit snooze, because you know yourself and you've set your ...

It’s a new school year and things will be a bit different for us.  You see, our 17 year old daughter has decided not to go forward with playing Basketball.  “Who cares!” yo...

In case you missed it, the oldest child of the famous Duggar family is in the news again, this time for confessed infidelity (among other things). No matter your thoughts on this family in ...

I remember watching my eldest get on the kindergarten bus on her first day of school.  There was fear in her eyes and she looked way too tiny to be heading off to face the world on her own. ...

I'm reading another blog. And she's going on and on in flowery language about this blessed motherhood and I find myself wondering, "are we even living the same experience?" And she talks about the pri...

Every family has a photographer. The maker of the memories; the keeper of the culture. And though it’s not the case in ALL families, I know that in many families it’s...

The last day of school arrived and as I drifted through the car line, I could picture it all. Over the summer we’d do all the workbooks, we’d be the family who fills out the reading log da...

I saw this sign the other day on Facebook and it made my blood sort of boil and I chuckled a little too, because it just happens to be a huge pet peeve of mine. The sign said: &#...