Natural and logical consequences.

When Matt was very young, I was a spanker. I didn’t see anything wrong with spanking. After all, I’d been spanked as a kid, and I turned out okay, right? Except I wasn’t just spanking my son — I was releasing my anger and frustration with his behavior, too. There was one night that I [...]

Proud mommy moments.

First, I’d like to brag about Matt. I think I’ve talked before about my stress with this kid. Nothing we were doing was working to get it through his head that school was important. He just had no interest. We tried everything we could think of to get this kid to take school seriously. (Now [...]

After a lot of dithering…

I decided to post a few links here. Some of them hit very, very close to home for me for reasons that many of you already know. My decision to post this was painful because posting this means acknowledging not only the abuse I endured but the abuse I’ve doled out to my own family [...]

A wee bit o’ food for thought.

Or maybe it’s just my peabrain that’s chewing on this. I’m easily amused. (Great. Now I’ll hear “All Apologies” in my head all day. Fan-frickin’-tastic.)
I digress. As usual. I was sort of wandering around cre8buzz (I prefer saying that to “internet stalking the people I like”, but really? po-tay-to, po-tah-to, in this case), and I [...]

Rip out womb in haste, repent in leisure.

Pssst. C’mere. Yeah, you. I have a secret, but I want it just between us, okay? Don’t tell Bill — he’ll want to fix it, and there’s no fixing this.
Tonight, we were at Lenna’s homecoming game (yeah, yeah, I’ll put up pictures later), and I was sitting with Tricia. This thought crossed my mind, “If [...]

It seems timely.

I saw this over at OMSH’s site. I love it. More importantly, I needed to see this as a reminder to talk with my girls about real beauty.

Ten things I want my kids to remember when they’re grown.

My love for you is completely unconditional. Sure, I might not approve of some things you do, but I will always love you. No ifs, ands or buts.
No one’s opinion of you matters nearly as much as your own. And yes, my babies, that includes your mama’s opinion. That hurts me to say a [...]

I am a hermit.

For those of you who don’t know me in real life, this will come as a surprise, I think. I’m forever hunting the vast and mighty blogosphere for new stuff to read, new people with whom to interact, etc. etc. etc. I’m an active participant in a chatty e-mail loop. (Oh, how I love that [...]

We know, Lenna. We know.

So, I’m not just a bad parnt. I’m apparently one of the two worst parnts EV-e-ER. See? It says so in this note that Lenna left on her door.

Boy, sometimes I’m really, really sad about that hysterectomy because I really need about three more kids.

And I WANTED kids?

I let Matt have the eensiest bit of freedom today, and he reminded me why that’s a horrible, horrible idea. I let him make his own lunch. First, I’m lazy like that, and second, Tricia was being a poophead. So I told him he could go make his own frozen pizza. (Don’t [...]