Heartbreak.
I’ve been in a mental hibernation. Since the horrors in Boston, I’ve had a hard time wrapping my head and heart around what happened. I’m confused. And sickened. And heartbroken. Athleticism is honesty...
View ArticleFriday Favorites
It’s Friday. We survived another week. And what a week it has been. I was at the gym treadmill this morning and was glued to the television broadcasting the most recent happenings in Boston. I couldn’t...
View ArticleControl.
Confession time: I have this nasty little habit of trying to control everything around me. As I’m sure most mothers, wives, heck – females in general – do. Except I really don’t handle it well when I...
View ArticleDon’t look under the bed.
The girls and I were homebound this morning because after 5 and a half years and over 80,000 miles, it was due time to get some new tread on the Vdub. Although I’m a stay-at-home-mom, I’m not really a...
View ArticleFriday Favorites [4.26.13]
I really love Friday Favorites. There are about 15 things each week that I think, “oh! I should write a post about that.” but never do because a.) each post would be consist of about 5 sentences and...
View ArticleA very Lambent birthday.
Yesterday, The Lambent Life celebrated its first birthday. Instead of toasting champagne, I tended to a growing cold with gallons of echinacea tea and Emergen-C paired and a bowl of vanilla ice cream...
View ArticleStreet cred’ in the (mother)hood.
I know nothing about parenting. Really. It’s pretty embarrassing. I’ve never finished reading any of the parenting books I’ve purchased. Really, there are only four of them on my bookshelf so that’s...
View ArticleWhat dreams are made of.
Emery is still thick in the “why” stage. After a year and a half, I’m not sure when it stops qualifying as a stage and instead becomes an annoying personality quirk. She asks “why?” at everything....
View ArticleJust say no.
This morning, I was at my tri-weekly – Wait, is that a phrase? Thrice-weekly? I’m there Monday/Wednesday/Friday to have my ever-so-fickle back, neck and shoulders put back where they belong. I think I...
View ArticleBack to life, back to reality.
I’ve spent the past week sweating, battling crowds, staying up late, waking up early, calming screaming children, whining, groaning and standing in impossibly long lines. But. I’ve also spent the past...
View ArticleCatching up.
You know when you run into a friend that you haven’t seen in a while and they ask, “So, what’s new?” And you reply, “oh, not much.” But in reality, a lot is new. Too much time has gone by and too many...
View ArticleThis body wasn’t made for Georgia.
The past three days have taught me several things: 1. My body really hates Georgia and it’s incredible, unfathomable number of biting insects. 2. I react rather violently to one of those unnamed...
View ArticleNo rest for the weary.
When Emery was a mere 3 or 4 months old, friends would share the horrors of children who had terrible sleep habits. Bedtime routines that lasted hours, kids wandering the house at night, awake for the...
View ArticleBecoming a mother.
Four years ago, I sat in a rocking chair in my unborn daughter’s nursery and cried. Hysterically. Josh stood in the doorway and stared at his very pregnant wife, unsure of exactly what to say or do and...
View ArticleRecovery.
Often times, you don’t realize just how mentally and physically exhausted you are until you get a moment to sit and catch your breath and thoughts. The past few weeks have been strange. Or, perhaps,...
View ArticleAll quiet. Unless it’s not.
As you’ve noticed, things have been pretty silent here on the southern front. Actually, that’s rather presumptuous of me to assume you’ve missed my random ramblings but, hey, we’re all a bit...
View ArticleFriday Favorites [7.19.13]
Welcome to another edition of Friday Favorites at The Lambent Life. Hosted by yours truly, the crazy mother of two crazy children who are mastering the arts of nitpicking and tattle-telling as the...
View ArticleQuitter.
My jaw is sore from clenching and my teeth ache from grinding both day and night. My lips are raw from constant gnawing and my tongue tingles after five days of chewing the tip. This was Em’s first...
View ArticleTrying.
Life can be a bit trying, can’t it? And despite our best efforts to try, try, try, sometimes all you really need is to stop. Stop trying. Several times a week, after I get my morning coffee, I sit down...
View ArticleStrengthening.
I’m struggling through the thickest and most unfortunate sludge of writer’s block imaginable. It isn’t for lack of content – I assure you, there have been loads of hilarity and revelation happening...
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