Posts Tagged Under empty nest
Love and Anxiety
I think, therefore I am. I am a mother, therefore I worry. I worry about my children.
There are other worldly concerns in which I can sink my empathic teeth. World peace, hunger, poverty, corrupt governments, health care; I care about all of these important issues. But only after I’m sure the kids are okay.
When our first-born cried as an infant for two straight hours, we searched through the new parents bible of human development, “Your Baby and Child,” by Penelope Leach. We were desperate to find a remedy that would calm her.
There were countless ear infections and weeks on antibiotics after trying homeopathy that, though it would not destroy the immune system, did not work against recurrence. What would those drugs do to such little bitty valves and organs? Continue… »
By Gloria SaltzmanTime Warp
In reading all the heartfelt and funny-in-a-stressed-out-way blogs of Mamas raising young children and teenagers, I find myself reminiscing of times gone by when I, too, shared many of the same everyday experiences.
Thinking of how I stretched my patience to the max trying to appease my young children’s wishes for entertaining their many friends, taking on new extracurricular classes and being at their beck and call day and night, leaves me to wonder where that never-ending patience is now. Continue… »
By Cynthia RoveroProcrastination Freezes Time
My house is a mess, piled high with Twin Extra-long bedding, half-filled boxes, and a year’s supply of toothpaste and shampoo. My youngest daughter is going off to college.
When my first child left, rediscovering surfaces was the silver lining that eased my grief. I ought to be looking forward to a tidy house again. But I’m not. This time, cleanliness is next to emptiness. There are no more children who can leave a trail of dirty dishes and cast-off sneakers.
We hit the road after piling the boxes and bedding into the soon-to-be-obsolete minivan.
By Lorrie Goldin