The Timer

It’s 1:15 when the last door upstairs closes. I hear her patter down the stairs, one to fourteen, landing lightly on Pergo. Afternoon sunlight glows on dirty dishes; the floor at my feet is a mine field of plastic bags, the spoils of the morning’s Target run. She surveys the mess, then looks longingly at…

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Planning Advent When You’re Even Busier Than Usual

News flash: we’re having a baby in two weeks! So what does a family that puts such a big focus on Advent do when there’s a four-day hospital disruption in the middle of the season? I decided to share our Advent calendar activities list this year as a guest post for Catholic Mothers Online. I…

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In Which A Writer Mama Finally Understands What Makes Her Father Tick

There were many mornings in my childhood when I would watch my father stride across rough gravel or dewy grass at an hour when everyone else still wanted to be in bed, knowing we wouldn’t see him again until dark some fourteen or fifteen hours later—at least, barring a Farm Bureau or a road district…

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I Filled The Diaper Drawer. Then I Freaked Out.

They’re so small. You’d think that a mother approaching the birth of her fourth child in seven years (well, 7 ½) wouldn’t be floored by the sheer tininess. But as I pulled out our trusty cloth diapers, counted them, stacked them in the drawer, I couldn’t believe it. Every single baby diaper fit in one…

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The Distance From Fiction to Reality

Novel writing is a bit touchy in our house. My husband supports my writing, but fiction makes him a little nervous….and with good reason. When I was a kid, I didn’t play. I built houses and castles out of brix blox, and I read, drew and wrote stories. At night, instead of going to sleep,…

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Torn

(Note: if you’re one of the many who skip my “writing” posts…don’t. Not today.) For thirty hours last weekend, I lived out a fantasy. I left behind diapers and whining and runny noses and kids who change their mind ten times and food prep and cleanup…and I went to a writer’s convention. I walked the…

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Time Management Tips For Moms Who Work At Home

My freshman year of college, the director of bands came into an orientation for new music majors. “You’ve picked a great major,” he told us. “Employers, even medical schools love to admit music majors because they’re such good time managers.” I always wondered if he was blowing smoke; I found it hard to believe that…

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Right Brain, Scatter Brain

I’ve been thinking about hand preferences a lot lately. As I try to puzzle out Nicholas’s hand preference, and as I watch Alex at baseball, I am reminded that I am a weirdo: left handed, but not exactly, because the only thing I do left handed is write. Well, that’s not exactly true; I can bowl…

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Paralysis

(Warning: If you’re not interested in reading about the writing process, skip to the end!) “Art is never finished—only abandoned.” Leonardo da Vinci It’s a big deal to finish a novel. At least, if you listen to the collective wisdom of the writing world. And maybe they’re right. But despite the long lapse in years…

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