Loss Of My Mom
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If looks could kill, you think I just destroyed my netbook (my freelance Work-At-Home Mom lifeline.)I bury my head into my hands, elbows planted on the kitchen table in front of my dead, pink netbook. At the opposite end of the table is my one-year-old finishing her toast. Her older sister, by two years, is…
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My cheeks are burning from the speed and chill on the ice. I inhale the smell of the dry air as I whip around the corner ready to try the jump again. I lift off, certain that it is a good one. I come out of it and land on both feet. Dang. I berate…
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When Your Support Group Goes Back To Work and You Are Not. What does a motherless SAHM do? After the maternity leave was over, I panicked on what I would do. The decision to stay at home was easy due to what I would take home working outside the house. So I took it day…
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My cheeks are burning from the speed and chill on the ice. I whip around the corner ready to try the jump again. I lift off, certain that it is a good one. I come out of the jump and land on both feet. Dang. I berate myself while hearing the booming voice of my…
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What I am most thankful for: 1. My healthy household who surprises me everyday. 2. My sister who faces each medical test with courage. 3. My online friends through The Momoir Project, The Yummy Mummy club, Twitter, Facebook and blogs. 4. Reaching my 37th birthday since my mom only got 38. 5. Going a whole…
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In spirit of Breast Cancer Awareness, when I miss my mom I put on her opal dinner ring and see that she is with me always.
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#cancersucks. Please let my girls see a cure in their lifetime. I miss my mom and grandmas. .
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My Fairy Godmother “Mommy, read it again, please.” My toddler pushes the fairytale book open again. Her eyes stare at me with a puzzled look. I wipe my eyes quickly nodding and take hold of the Cinderella book for the second time. I tell the story and get to the point where Cinderella is crying…
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As seen in The Momoir Project Life as a motherless stay-at-home mom can be stressful. Trying to add working at home is just insanity. On a really extreme day, I am staring outside my kitchen window, my arms half-way into the sink of dirty breakfast dishes. I am watching the cars drive past on the…
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Watching my one and three year old daughters playing with the other kids at the park makes me wish I could freeze frame this moment. I can only hope that they do not have the mental baggage that I once had. My toddler waddles over to grab a snack from the stroller near me. With…