Diary, May 6th: Things I forgot about

That we could go bike riding. Actually, I have always kind of forgotten about this. Because Sam never really rode a bike. He’s always been the tallest kid in the room and by the time he was mentally ready to ride a bike, he was too big for the bike for his age group (for…

A morning mothering mantra

I read this article the other day about attachment parenting (if there’s one thing I like to do, it’s read articles about how my current actions are going to fuck up my kids later in life). This article was long (and kind of boring, tbh) but it made me reflect on my own mothering. Here…

I can’t clean: A memoir

I’ve written on this blog before about how I’m not the cleanest person. And I’m beginning to see it’s because I’m not very good at cleaning. Today, when Kit was napping, I saw E (my Friday helper) clean the kitchen, vacuum the floors, do all the dishes, and straighten up the playroom. In that hour,…