All of Imperfections:
Damn the excuses.
Damn the excuses, this past Thanksgiving holiday weekend I was determined to get a project done that I had been putting off for years. With the gift giving season rapidly approaching, it was time to organize the mess in the basement which once held promise and hope of a charming, model home play... read more I wanted to give birth to a teenager.
Ten little toesey-woesies and finger-wingers. That baby smell and the smallish clothes.
Save it for baby huggers and those who flip into an embarrassing baby-entertaining persona, which comes with contorted faces and high pitch squeals. I was born to breed teenagers. Although I love my little... read more Because I love to walk in the rain...
Today, I have decided to share a tale of betrayal, love and thunderstorms. The story starts with well-meaning intentions. It was an unusually hot, June day in flyover country; the boys were bored so I suggested we take the bike trailer and Schwinn for a spin down our local bike trail. It started... read more Solitary confinement wasn't all that bad.
This past Mother's Day, my husband decided that the trip to my family reunion, clear across the United States in Seattle, would best be taken by myself, without kids in tow, without husband in tow. I started off being less than enthusiastic about this suggestion. What if I just took our older... read more What is the alternative to gay adoption?
In case you've been living under a burp cloth or listening to "Kid Bop" instead of talk radio for the last few months, the state of Massachusetts has laws allowing gay couples to adopt without discrimination. Controversy ensued from this decision as the Catholic Church decided in March that... read more Are phobias hereditary?
I tend to fear situations and experiences that are beyond my control. Of the many things I fear, which are not unique to me, but run the risk of being passed onto my children are: heights, flying, spiders, natural disasters, closed in spaces, the dentist, shots, roller coasters and cruise ships, just... read more Detainees have it easy...
Sometimes at work, I hear the yawns of my colleagues and for a quick moment I sympathize with them. I assess and analyze the yawn's length and intensity and I calculate in my head the number of hours and seconds they might have slept the night before. It's the long then short, short, short inhalation... read more My bad habit of procrastination finally bit me in the ass.
From the anthology "The Imperfect Mom", edited by Therese Borchard, published by Broadway Books, April 2006
As if pregnancy weren't uncomfortable enough, Mother Nature and her twisted sense of... read more | 
