I’m a reader not a writer

Posted by Kate on Jun 7, 2010 in blogging, Ketilave | 0 comments I LOVE reading.  The “stay up all night until the book is finished” love.  “If there is the slightest bit of light” love. The “this book can change everything” love of reading. And lately I have been busy reading.  And when I read I’m not very good at writing.  Because when I am reading I get caught up thinking.  Pondering. Wondering.  Thoughts...
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letting go

Posted by Kate on Apr 30, 2010 in Acceptance, Ketilave, Passably Parenting | 0 comments One of the most common things I hear from people is how they could never do what I do.  They have control issues and knew/know they can only handle 1/2/3 kids etc.  I always say one  kid is hard when you have one, two when you have two, three – three, and so on.  Parenting is hard and that is not based on number of kids.  Not to mention you can’t predict the kind of personality...
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true confessions – part 1 – am I inadequate?

Posted by Kate on Apr 30, 2010 in Acceptance, Ketilave, Mommyhood, Passably Parenting | 4 comments I am terrified of not doing a good job as a mom.  The biggest issues I have are actually with other people.  I am completely self conscious. Things I have said or done wrong in the past still haunt me today.  I TOTALLY care what people think of me.  It eats me up.  And yes I do care if people like me but I know not everyone will like me just like I don’t like everyone.  But, I hate...
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I Was Not an English Major

Posted by ketilave on Apr 21, 2010 in Ketilave | 0 comments I swear a lot.  More than most a lot.  And I do it in front of my kids.  Not intentionally but I also don’t work hard at holding it back.  The nuns used to tell me it was because I wasn’t smart enough to use God’s word to effectively express myself.  But when I cut myself cooking or there is an insane diaper blowout “fuck that hurt” and “oh shit oh shit...
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Making it all fit.

Posted by ketilave on Apr 18, 2010 in Acceptance, Ketilave | 1 comment My husband rolled into town a little after midnight on Friday.  From the moment he told me he was done with his conference and on his way home I began what seemed like the longest countdown ever.  Then he told me the fantastic news, “I’m leaving Monday afternoon and I’ll be back late Thursday.”  WHAT!!  Did I miscommunicate how overwhelmed and tired I am? Oh –...
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