Being a mom is supposed to be the most rewarding, joyous role on earth, and sometimes it is. But let’s face it, sometimes being a mom feels awful. Tired. Overwhelmed. Resentful. Worried. Did I say tired? If Mama ain’t happy, ain’t NOBODY happy! Confession - I’m a single parent of three boys under the age… Continue reading How to Feel Better About Motherhood
I am sitting in a gorgeous old courtroom with intricate ceilings, waiting to convince the judge I’m not a great candidate for jury duy. I don’t really want to be here; who loves jury duty? I chickened out about wearing my “You Are Fake News” baseball cap that was going to be my surefire ticket… Continue reading The Moon, The Trees, and A Courtroom
I’m sitting across from a yummy brown-skinned boy in clean dinosaur pjs playing a video game on my phone (so I can type this passionate raging article I’m about to type). He’s playing and I hear shooting sounds and he says in his sing-song voice, “I’m fighting bad guys, I’m fighting bad guys.” He’s what… Continue reading Racism and Abuse in the Jewish Community (My Pains Collide)
Three days into a home stay-cation courtesy of the flu, 2 sick children, 1 sick mommy, freezing cold temperatures, and nowhere to turn hours into Shabbos, I decide to open a 1,000 piece puzzle. Genius idea, genius. It's a 1,000 piece puzzle I bought for my 7-year-old for Chanukah, my 7-year-old who hates puzzles. But… Continue reading Puzzles & Mommy Overwhelm
I'm in coaching school now at The Redemption School with Rivka Malka Perlman. I'm actually being a student and fully immersing myself in the experience (usually I'm an admin and background support). The exercises that RMP leads us through are FASCINATING and powerful. Today we learned about The Future Self, a tool to take someone… Continue reading Who are the Women who Made You?
WOMEN ONLY PLEASE I woke up sweating again. Not from some scary nightmare, but from the stress of my own life, I guess. Night sweats. Hormones. Thyroid. Of all the symptoms, I have had over the past year, the night sweats scare me the most, because they are so clearly physically indicative of something off… Continue reading Who I Ran Into on the Worst Day Ever and Why I’m Done Adulting
Gratitude is the net that keeps us from falling off the tightrope of life into the abyss of despair. Okay, maybe it doesn't keep us from falling off the tightrope of life; we are bound to fall. But it catches us, like those circus acrobats who do crazy tricks and slip every once in a… Continue reading How Gratitude Keeps Us From Despair (What to do when the kids fight over Bubblegum)