There are days that I simply long for time for myself.  I wouldn't classify this as being depressed but if I go for long stretches without any "me" time it could lead there.  But tonight, as I sit here, with no one needing to be fed, changed or entertained.  I have no idea what to do with myself.  It is almost like being a deer in the headlights.  I sit here longing to write but do not know where to begin-should I start next week's column, should I continue on my book that will probably never get published about how overscheduled families are.  Should I surf the net for othe

I don't know about anyone else, but Halloween has left me feeling as exhausted as I do afer the winter holidays.  This isn't just because the stores start stocking Halloween supplies at about the same time as they are running "Back to School" Sales.  It could partially be because my daughter convinced me to start decorating with "pumpkins" at the beginning of October.  It may also be that by the time the actual trick or treating came around my kids, 3 and 1, had dresses up 4 times, had been to three parties, two special story/craft times and were so hyped up for

The Lonely Butterfly  She looks so carefree and confident,

I am extremely proud to say that I am a member of the Stoughton Moms Club.  I don't know if I would always describe feelings of my affiliation as being proud.  It has always been a great community of moms that support each other and allow kids to grow together with fabulous events.  It has been a saving grace to me as providing me perspective of my stay at home role.

Okay, so I thought initially that I may have enough to write once a week or so.  My kids are proving to me that my life is much more "interesting" than that.