Transitioning from being a working mom to a stay-at-home mom has been an enlightening move. Something I quickly learned is there’s no-one to tell me whether I’m doing a good “job” anymore. It’s nothing like the workplace where you can pretty much get immediate feedback or results from whatever method you tried. Oh, yeah, that formula worked, or nope, try something else. It’s been a bit of a transition from the full-time workforce to home life. Continue reading “Performance Appraisals of a Stay-at-Home Mom”
Being a parent in the information age is scary, no – terrifying. I was telling our pediatrician the other day that it seems we know too much about parenting nowadays. Long gone are the days of, “Go play outside, kids. Come home when the street lamps come on.” No, today, our days are a stress-filled measuring cup of quality time versus screen time, outdoor time with free play versus guided play, plus educational play. And make sure you read to them at least twenty minutes a day.
I looked down at my toes and saw one red toenail from the pedicure I’d had five months ago and sighed. Whose feet are these, I thought. They can’t be mine. When did my feet turn into these neglected, sad appendages? I’d once taken great care of my feet. I sighed as thought back to regular pedicures and missed my beautician, who I hadn’t seen in months. These days, If I fit one pedicure into a year it was quite the treat. Continue reading “These Tired Feet”