Tag archives: motherhood

Adolescence ends when you finally admit you still need your parents Bookmark and Share

Psychologists say that increased fighting between adolescents and parents is part of a natural process of a child breaking away and becoming independent. But has anyone else had an adolescence that extended 25 years?

Yep, instead of a few years of being a teenage bitch, I spent more than two decades trying to separate myself from my parents. At the age of 26, I moved 1,000 miles away from my childhood home just to get some distance. It didn’t seem like that was the reason at the time—I was merely starting a fun new life with my ...

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My mother: what I still have time say Bookmark and Share

Yesterday, I read an amazing post by Megan O’Rourke, whose mother died when she was 32, called “My Mother: What I wish I could say.” It is a touching tribute to the little and big things that we can longer say once someone is gone. It inspired me to write this post because I am lucky enough to have this day to say some of the things that I haven’t said.

I hope you’ll share with me the things you want to say to your mother (or whomever), but more important I hope it inspires you to ...

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Imposter at the wheel Bookmark and Share

At this week’s staff meeting, our CEO talked about a survey in which more than 80 percent of people said they feel like imposters at work, always wondering when someone would figure out they didn’t know what they were doing. I immediately looked at my friend and coworker sitting next to me, and we stifled our laughter since we’ve had that conversation many a time.

Most of my professional life, I’ve felt like a fraud with the motto of “fake it till you make it.” I’ve been waiting a long time for a mild breeze ...

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Working out my uterus Bookmark and Share

I started running in my mid-30s. I hated it, but my body was changing and I wanted a physical challenge. When I finished my first 5K event, on New Year’s Eve, I actually cried; I was hooked. I became a 5K specialist: just over three miles in just over 30 minutes (yes, I am slow).

Unlike most sane people who run outside, I fell in love with the treadmill. Turn it on, turn up my headphones and I was lost in my own thoughts. I ran solidly for about two years, until I was five months pregnant and my ...

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