Category: The Beginning…

Polling Day!


I was reading Mir Kamin’s blog today and she practically took words out of my mouth. Of course, her words are specific to her own issues, but any mother would feel a similar way, at least some of the time.

Mir was talking about how the guilt that she can’t give everything humanly possible to her kids exactly when and how they need it consumes her. I feel this way for the largest part of my day, when I’m working on my book or blog or newest non-fiction article and am not tending to my sons’ every need when they would like me to.

Some writers use a babysitter for the part of the day they write, but I don’t have the luxury and/or need to send my kids packing with some stranger that isn’t their mom. When they ask me to play the millionth game of Hungry, Hungry, and I pass and then watch their face crumble, I try to remind myself about all the many reasons why we are so lucky.

1.  I get the privilege to stay home with them instead of sending them off to daycare while I go teach someone else’s kids.

2. They have their brothers to play with along with a plethora of toys, movies, one dog and a big back yard to keep them occupied.

3. I’m able to take a break and tend to the wet pants/fever/hunger pangs/boredom or any other ailment my boys might be suffering from that day. For example, in the middle of the last sentence, my middle boy – we’ll refer to him as “Alvin” from the Chipmunks – needed me to fix the green hippo’s head that popped off. And he needed me to do it RIGHT NOW.

So I paused my writing, fixed him, bid him off with a little kiss and resumed in my writing.

4. I’m grateful that my chipmunks don’t have special needs, even though a lot of times during the day they do have a special need that must be addressed every day, individual as each of the boys. “Simon” needs constant attention with his homework and reading when he gets done with school, “Alvin” needs tickled and sung to and eats up any and all my attention he can pull from me. “Theodore” needs cuddled and chased around the house as well as a lot of time to himself to play. This can be a challenge within itself because when it’s time to go somewhere or I’m in the mood for a cuddle, he might just snub me or refuse to get into the car.

As parents, we all have to figure out what works best with us and our children, but we also have to make sure that we don’t lose ourselves in the process. I’ll never forget the best advice I’d ever received as a new parent. It was a day I was fretting over bringing my three-month old baby to a lake to go camping. My friend told me, “Your children will learn to bend into your life…if you let them.”

So, every day, we work on what’s best for us…together.

Okay, since you’re reading this, you are probably wondering why the heck I’m talking about the new year. Well, I’m not really. I wanted to start out the blog introducing myself and talking about some of the things that I would like to accomplish within the near future. I didn’t want to title the blog “My Goals” because that has too much of a Freshmen-in-college feel, so since I’m somewhat in the holiday spirit, I decided to bring a festive feel to my page.

First of all, before I talk about some of the things that I hope to accomplish, I want to just throw out a few words about my life. I’m not yet thirty and I already have the life that I’ve dreamed of. I have a supportive and wonderful husband who works hard to provide for his family: a wife who makes pennies from her writing and three head-strong and lively sons. I actually get to stay home with them and work on my writing. There is truly nothing else that I could ask for in life.

But since my ancestry comes partly from Ireland, I try to follow the age-old addage: May you get all your wishes but one, so you always have something to strive for. So here are my wishes/resolutions/goals/dreams…whatever you deem to call them:

1. Continute to strive for a content and sucessful family.

2. Find time every day to write and read.

3. Finish my millionth draft of my first novel.

4. Find a agent for said novel.

5. Entice more than a handful of people to subscribe to this blog.

6. Find a way to make a living from my writing.

Okay, okay. Maybe I’m being greedy here. But I like having a lot of options. But, currently, my most immediate goal (or you could call it an obsession, but that discussion is for a different time, a different post) would be to watch the finale of “The Sing Off.”

I’m all about the Street Corner Symphony.

Comment me and let me know who you’re going for.

More later,


This blog will entail blurbs about my adventures attempting to sell my first novel in the publishing industry. Enjoy!