On the face of it, the Asher Yatzar prayer in Judaism is pretty strange—it is a prayer about being able to poop!: "Blessed are You, Hashem, our God, King of the Universe, Who formed man with wisdom and created many openings and cavities within him. It is obvious and known before Your throne of glory … Continue reading Weirdest Prayer Ever!
I wrote my first blog about being a new mom while I was lying in bed in labor at the hospital. Thankfully, I had had an epidural by then, so I could communicate with my loving hubby instead of muttering to him amidst the intensely painful contractions I had been experiencing. He had wanted to … Continue reading My New Ebook on Motherhood
Yesterday was my daughter's first birthday party. It was so special to catch up with people from my hometown and for them to see my daughter. Later that night we sorted out the presents. This morning all we have from yesterday are the presents and wrapping paper strewn over the den floor. Our flight is … Continue reading Integrating the Highs of Life: My Daughter’s First Birthday
Ever since I was a child, I dreamed of being a dancer. I wanted to be flexible enough to do high kicks, strong enough to leap across across a stage. My personal practice and training in Pilates, yoga, and stretching is an extension of my desire to be a dancer. I was also in a … Continue reading Grace in My Step
Yesterday I was speaking with a friend of mine about how quickly a baby develops. One minute they say 5 words, before you know it, they're speaking phrases. One day they are rolling over, time flies, and they are crawling all over the place! As I referred to in my previous post, having a child … Continue reading Grateful for Life, Every Step
Walking to school in the cold today I saw a man riding his bike. His braving the cold made me feel LESS brave for doing it. Later that morning I mentally scoffed seeing my co-worker do such a good job. Why do I feel so threatened by other people's successes?I hope it's an ingrained mental habit … Continue reading Who Are We in Competition With?
A year or so after my father's passing, my mom got rid of her car and used the one my father had been using. That meant when my brother and I both came home from the city to visit my mom we were THREE adults with ONE car. At first it felt strained to coordinate … Continue reading One Car
Raising a child is not often easy but it brings with it periods of such pure joy and high feelings—it's indescribable. Watching my daughter as she begins to speak and have new gestures is remarkable. Raising my own child, I often wonder what it was like for my father to raise me. He got married … Continue reading My Father’s Death Taught Me How to Live to the Fullest
One of the roles of a mother (and a father!) is to teach a child that they matter. Is it a coincidence that, coming from the Latin root, in British English another word for mother is mater? It sure is, but it's an interesting one! How do you teach a child that they matter? By … Continue reading The Gift of Presence: Parenting in the Digital Age
This afternoon my mom texted me about painting my childhood room. She asked if I wanted them to keep the two cork boards which have a myriad of childhood drawings and memories of my youth. She texted me a photo. As I looked it over I racked my brain over if I could let go … Continue reading Childhood is Magical and…Fleeting