Showing posts from May, 2017

You Can't Pour From An Empty Cup

Being a mom is the hardest job I have ever had. I have struggled with juggling it all -- my career, finding child care, doing the laundry, cleaning floors, grocery shopping, cooking, paying bills, lighting candles and spraying Febreze so my house doesn't smell like cat -- and raising two tiny humans on top of that. You know, humans who need food and drinks and baths and pull every single toy out while you try to take a four minute shower. One of my tiny humans happens to have multiple appointments per week that I am in charge of coordinating and getting us all to. Usually conveniently right around nap time.
You get the idea. You know what I'm saying because this is probably your reality, too. Even if you are one of the lucky ones with a very supportive partner, it can still be completely and totally overwhelming.
You give 110% of everything you have to everyone around you -- to your kids, to your partner, to your colleagues -- and there's never much left for you. Maybe at…

Overhearing the "R Word"

My day started innocently enough. I woke up with the kids, fed and entertained them. Had a few extra minutes so I decided to take care of an errand. I stopped in to our local animal hospital, VCA Shoreline in Shelton, to pay a bill. One of the techs at the front desk used the word "retarded". Her coworker told her she shouldn't use the word, and she said "No, I dont think disabled people are retarded. I'm ACTUALLY retarded."What does that even mean? That doesn't make any sense, and it's not the least bit funny.Retarded is not an acceptable synonym for ANY word. You use it instead of stupid, dumb, lame, pointless. Is that what my child is? No, he is absolutely NOT.I'm shaking I'm so mad. I'm mad at myself for not explaining to her how hurtful that word is to me, my family, and millions of others around the world. But I dont think I could have done it without yelling or crying....neither of which would have been very helpful. I didnt catch…