Now I’m Found…

It’s hard to imagine what it’s like to actually be someone else. To look at them and wonder, “Why are they unhappy? They seem to have it all.” But, what most people can’t see are the very things that actually define another individual. Back in my BC (before children)/SAHM (stay-at-home-mom) days, I used to teach … Continue reading →

Cleaning House

I just love the feeling I get when I see a newly organized closet or neat stack of books. Much like the adrenaline high I experience after logging several miles on the treadmill, the sight of a perfectly ordered and clean space just makes me happy. If you are a Type A like me, you know what … Continue reading →

No Use Crying Over Splattered Milk

I know, I know, late again. Oh, well. I’m a mother of two little girls under the age of three (at least for another eight days until Clara turns three), which makes it difficult to get things done in a timely, consistent fashion. Although I do feel guilty about posting another reflection on a Friday … Continue reading →

Lessons Learned from Month Six of Parenting Two: Finding My Way

Something feels off. The days are getting shorter, the nights cooler. The tomatoes in the narrow garden that lines the side of my house are turning crimson and the acorns are beginning to infiltrate our backyard. Late August is upon us, but I’m not scurrying about trying to finish my syllabi in time for the fall … Continue reading →

Zen and the Art of Azera Maintenance

It’s hard to find a solid block of “me time” now that I have two little ones (as well as two kitties) constantly vying for my attention. Take right now, for instance. It’s just past 11 p.m. on Thursday night and I’m finally getting around to writing this week’s reflection. (It’s a good thing that … Continue reading →

The Trifecta

Live – Laugh – Love. Chances are you’ve seen these words scrawled somewhere or on something, perhaps even around the house. They grace everything from magnets to coffee mugs to t-shirts. In our house, they can be seen on three little white vases on the shelf of one of our kitchen windows and high-up on one of … Continue reading →

Early Morning Warning

Like most mornings, today’s began bright and early with Elyse’s five o’clock feeding. As usual, she started stirring in the crib by our bed at almost five on the dot and was quite content to nurse for about 20 minutes before we both drifted back to sleep for a few hours. Thankfully, like Taylor and I, my … Continue reading →

When Worlds Collide

“On April 4, 1980, my 19-month run as an only child came to an end when my parents brought my new baby sister, Christine, home from the hospital. Although I don’t remember that day, I have been told many times that as soon as baby Christine was put down for a nap, I threw a … Continue reading →

What a Difference a Year Makes

Ok, DTT readers, time to fess up. Who besides me saves their day planner from the previous year just so they can look back at what was going on exactly 365 days ago at any given time? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?  *cue the crickets chirping* Ok, so maybe I’m the only crazy one who saves … Continue reading →

Lesson Learned from Month 2 of Parenting 2

Two months ago I was blogging from a recliner seated by Elyse’s bedside while tiny white snowflakes danced around outside the window of her NICU suite. It was a cold and gray time, not only because it was late-February, but also because, although she had been born with an acceptable platelet count, Elyse was being hospitalized for an undetermined … Continue reading →