Waving Through a Window

This summer, there have been times that it’s felt like the whole universe has been conspiring to get me back here, to my dusty old blog. There have been some moments it’s felt as if the Blog Gods have grabbed me by the shoulders and given me a good shake before asking, “Amy, wtf areRead more…

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Volunteer Rehab

My little guy and I were talking about something the other night when he turned and asked, “Mom, why don’t you ever volunteer for anything for me?” “What do you mean, dude?” I asked, knowing full well what he meant. I could smell where this conversation was going. “You, like, never help out at myRead more…

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The Beginning of the End

Sometimes, the moments strike when you least expect them. Right when you’re sitting there, in the third row of the high school auditorium chatting with another mom while both your daughters, now seniors, sit onstage and wait to be inducted into some honor society that will look good on their college resumes. You’re sitting andRead more…

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Insulting Things Said to Me Over Dinner

“Hey Mom, quick question,” said my 11-year old son last night as we were sitting down to a late dinner, “but, can you still have babies?” I paused shoveling the forkful of quinoa-stuffed pepper into my mouth, looked at him and said, “Uh, yes.” “WHAT?????!!!!!” he responded, apparently amazed that such a miracle could occur toRead more…

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Mrs. X

When I was in the end stages of my divorce a few years ago and struggling with whether I should reclaim my maiden name, my college roommate advised against it. “What are your kids’ friends going to call you?” she asked, and went on to explain how her high school boyfriend’s mom was always Mrs.Read more…

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