Mom’s a taxi


Not surprising that I feel like a taxi.  I think that is one of the many jobs a stay-at-home parent does.  I was sitting tonight on my way to dropping both girls off at ballet knowing in an hour I’d be right back to pick one of them up. I am the driver to and from school, to and from ballet, to and from girl scouts, to and from swim practices in the summer, and to and from camp in the summer too.

I think instead of tracking my daily footsteps, I should be tracking my daily mileage.

I am happy to be able to be the driver for my girls.  It is something that is just part of our daily routine and what I signed on for those 9 years ago when we first became parents.

It’s been almost 2 years since we got the minivan and boy have we put it to use. I may be the primary driver for my girls but there are days you will find my car loaded with their friends.  I am always happy to help a friend out with getting their kids to and from the places we are going too!

My husband jokes that in 7 years our oldest could get her learner’s permit and eventually her driver’s license.  I’m not sure I’m ready for that but maybe in another 7 years I’ll have changed my mind.

I dream sometimes at the stoplight of the car I will have when my children are grown, just a bitty one maybe a beetle convertible for just my dogs and me. After all, I will only be carting us around by then 🙂

How do your children get to and from school or their activities?

Day 12 #NaBloPoMo #BlogHer




water falling to earth in drops larger than 0.5 mm (0.02 in) that have been condensed from the moisture in the atmosphere

  1. the falling of such drops; shower or rainstorm
    1. rainy weather
    2. seasonal rainfalls; the rainy season: preceded bythe

What is often seen as an inconvenience, we rejoice here in the San Francisco Bay Area with the arrival of rain.


I had hoped our rain would have arrived over the weekend as it’s not as much fun to go out in the rain, to be dressed to stay dry and to be anywhere but home.  Today’s storms didn’t last long or bring a lot of rain,  but we are hopeful that it is just the beginning as our rainy season starts in November.

Day 9 #NaBloPoMo #BlogHer

Let the countdown begin…


because you are never too old to celebrate or get excited for your birthday! Let the countdown begin!! November 3 means only 20 more days until my birthday!  I plan to really celebrate this year, cause why not??!!

I will be turning 52 this year and that seems like a really old number. What exactly should being 52 years old mean?  I am on the verge of menopause, my hair has grey (which you’ll never see thanks to beauty products), I have in the last 6 months gone gluten-free (which has made a measurable difference in my life from being migraine free and other side effects eating gluten have given me), I have been a stay-at-home mom for the last 10 years and have just returned to work part-time as a noon supervisor at my girls’ school.

While some of my high school friends are already grandparents, I am a mom of two daughters who are 9 and 7 years old. I am a late starter, I married at 36 and our girls were entrusted to us in my 40s.  Born in 1963 I am the end of the baby boomers.

But what should 52 feel like?  I look back at archived pictures of people in their 50s and see that is not how I look or how we live.  Is the difference that we have young children? I know there is more I should and can do to stay young and healthy and that is what I have been working on this past year.

This year my birthday falls on our girls’ school break for Thanksgiving, so I imagine sleeping in, play dates with friends and their kids, drinks with friends and more!

How do you feel about your next birthday? what will you do to celebrate?

Day 3 of ##NaBloPoMo #BlogHer

BlogHer NaBloPoMo 2015 Day 1- Gratitude abounds


“Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.”
– A.A. Milne in Winnie-the-Pooh

Yes I am starting day 1 of NaBloPoMo for BlogHer with a post of gratitude. I am taking on the challenge again of posting once-a-day for 30 days.

Like Piglet, I know my heart holds a lot of gratitude especially at this time of year as I begin to look back on what 2015 has held for me and my family. We are all healthy and happy (minus the head cold that’s keeping me grounded today).  I think every year that we grow closer to each other.

Although our girls are older and outwardly show their independence, inwardly they want cuddles, hugs and the closeness we have in our family.  They push us away as they pull us close in as they get older.  They may screech, scream and snark that they are older and can do it ALL alone but deep down they look to us for guidance and boundaries on how they should do it.  The daily push-pull is tiring but at the end of the day I know we are in it together.

Being 9 and 7 years old is hard, you want to be more independent but at the same time you need that bit of guidance of how and why we do the things we do.  I tell my girls everyday I Love You ❤ and they know I mean it.  It’s more than words that I share, it’s a touch, a kiss, a time to hold hands or a hug that I also share daily with them and in return they share back with me.

It is everyday of the year that I think about how our family came to be and it is not lost on me (or my husband) that our family came at the loss for someone else.  Our relationships with each of our girls’ birth families are very important to us, and it is through the years that I am even more grateful for their place in our family and our lives.  Time has created friendships and family relationships that have taken us through tough times and good times like any relationship, but it is our times together in the making of memories that I am most grateful for.  Time together that our girls are part of that they see our family as a family and nothing less.

And so it is this first post of November that I sit back with gratitude and reminisce about our family and our lives together.

What will November be for you?  Do you look back and feel the gratitude of what you have?

Day 1, #NaBloPoMo #BlogHer