I was rusty at this dating thing. Could I get past my nerves and get back in the game?
I met Paul through the Southern California Mountaineers Assn. We became buddies over rock climbing trips to Joshua Tree, Lake Perris and Malibu’s Point Dume.
I met Paul through the Southern California Mountaineers Assn. We became buddies over rock climbing trips to Joshua Tree, Lake Perris and Malibu’s Point Dume.
The trauma and heartbreak of the triplet boys in the movie “Three Identical Strangers,” who were separated at six months and adopted into different families, made me reconsider how my husband and I are parenting our identical twin boys, Axel and Aidan. Read the essay in the Washington Post.
For the first five years of my identical twin boys’ lives, I couldn’t tell another adult their birth story without crying. How could I begin to share it with them?
The intense bonding connection between twins is called “the Twinning Reaction,” by psychologists and researchers. My neighbor the dog trainer says, “Don’t adopt two puppies from the same litter because they’ll never obey you.” Same concept.
When I was twelve, my middle school girlfriends and I called boys on the phone, hovered by the fence at Pop Warner football practice, and sat around at slumber parties speculating on which boys might ride past on their bikes or try to peek in the windows.
“I’d been divorced in my twenties, and later dumped by a longtime boyfriend. I was 37, living in a “boy-free zone,” and doubtful I had any more chances at love….”
FROM COLORADO BABIES MAGAZINE, FALL 2015 My twin boys have been fascinated by pretty girls since they could wave from their double stroller. But as a mom who grew up with only one sister, I have zero experience with handling little boys who notice females and recruit their own babysitters.
“I was eagerly picking out Red Sox margarita glasses while waiting for our flight home when one of my 5-year-old twin boys approached me…..”
As a stay-at-home mother of energetic three year old twin boys, the discovery of “Mommy and Me” classes made me happier than non-chafe nursing pads. I’d get out of a house so baby-proofed I couldn’t watch my own TV, and the boys would get exercise.
Winner – Stories on Stage “Me, Myself and I” memoir contest. Featured in Flatirons Literary Review.
During my pregnancy, I complained about lost brain cells and how relieved I would be to regain them once my twins were born. The experienced mothers fell to the floor in collective hysteria.
What are some of your favorite products and services? Do you ever stop to think about whether they’re local or come from women owned businesses?
Walking back to my bike, I felt ashamed that I hadn’t been paying attention to what this ride was for, or who might benefit, other than me with my smaller, tighter butt.
Originally in River Oak Review. “What’s the problem?” I ask, inspecting the over-sized numbers on the phone. “I can’t see in my right eye,” my ninety-one year old grandmother says. “It’s just a cloud.” “When did this happen?” I ask, placing salad bowls in front of us on her small dining table. “A week ago maybe,” she says. “The doctor thinks he can fix it.” I struggle to comprehend. She tells me the doctors say she may have some kind of degenerative arthritis syndrome, one that can be connected to another disease that makes you go blind.
Dorothy was the reason I dreaded going to work. I taught water aerobics and thought I was hot stuff. I had great music – Madonna, the soundtrack to Footloose, Donna Summer.
I’ve known my friend Jessa for seven years. We’re in daily contact, and she knows all the secrets of my life: my shoplifting at age 8, how I cheated on my ex, and how I’m terrified to become a mother.
“Watch out for the bus!” and “Don’t you see the stop sign?” I used to scream from the back of the tandem to my boyfriend Jon in front. That was in the beginning,
American Fitness 1/14. Before I tore the anterior cruciate ligament (ACL) in my knee, I was invincible.
Boulder Lifestyle 7/13. When I was single in California, I loved to ride my bike. I’d cruise along the beach, ride to meetings, or just wander.
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