There’s one day every year to which Grace counts down with unparalleled shiny-eyed fervour. It’s not Christmas, or her birthday, or the start of the summer holidays, though of course all of these are also proceeded by repeated questioning, date-checking and suppressed thrills.
Her anticipation of this year’s event started precisely one day after last year’s event. On that day Grace drifted dreamily past me, trailing her fingers along the furniture, her mind turning on internal images of the night before. I asked her if she was alright: she barely heard me.
When I went upstairs later to monitor her progress towards bed, I found her at the sink in the bathroom, gazing into the mirror at herself, her tortoiseshell eyes lit with the amber light of her imaginings. As I entered the room she turned to me and said, as though continuing a conversation started much earlier: “… so then, Mummy, next year I can be – .” Read more…
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As I pack up my belongings and go over for the hundredth time the list that I have prepared for my caregivers in my absence, a sharp panic rises in my blood. I flush and realize I am sweating profusely and almost in tears.
For what I’m about to do feels about the most unnatural thing a mother could ever do: Freely leave her children.
In only forty-eight hours, I will be boarding a fifteen hour flight to China leaving my two young children at home with my husband and mother who will watch them while I’m away. It is my choice. Read more…
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We are in for a phenomenal week at World Moms Blog! Where we go will be up to all of you, and we cannot wait to see where you will take us!
On Monday, we will be in Minnesota with Nicole at Third Eye Mom. She talks about one of the most difficult parts of being a mom: when we need to travel, how do we wrench ourselves away from our babies?
On Tuesday, we will be in New Jersey, where World Moms Blog founder Jennifer Burden has a few things to tell us. Later on that day, we will head off to Geneva, where our Minnesotan mom, Jennifer Prestholdt the Human Rights Warrior, is visiting on business, as an international human rights lawyer. Jennifer Prestholdt kicks off the first post of our new “Human Rights Column” and tells us what roles we as mothers can play in making the world a better place!
On Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, we want to hear from you! Our Blogiversary link-up will be open, and we want your stories about your culture and motherhood. For more details, click here.
On Saturday, check out the Saturday Sidebar with Eva Fannon, where the World Moms give their thoughts on an important topic, and chime in with your answers to the week’s question!
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This November marks the 1 Year Blogiversary of World Moms Blog!
How best to celebrate?
The World Moms said, “Let’s have a link up!”
Bloggers, this upcoming Wednesday, Thursday and Friday link up with World Moms Blog and help us celebrate! Here’s how! Read more…
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This week’s Saturday Sidebar Question comes from World Moms Blog writer Rachel Jordan. She asked our writers,
“Have you had a negative experience in your past that has a positive or negative impact on the way you parent?”
Here are responses from some of our World Moms…
Courtney Cappallo of Massachusetts, USA writes:
“As a child and teenager I was never required to pick up after myself. I was lazy. My room was a mess! I look back at the way my brother, sister and I treated my mother — as a maid. We expected her to take care of everything. Looking back I am ashamed at my actions. I learned from my mistakes and am making a conscious effort in teaching my young children to pick up after themselves. Read more…
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“Mommy, can I have a cell phone?”
These words were uttered by my five-year-old son James after school one day. He asked the question casually, as if he was asking for a glass of milk. No big deal.
My face involuntarily morphed into an “Are you crazy?” expression, and in a super-sonic voice that only dogs and small children can hear, I said, “No!“
“But Emma has one,” said James, as if that explained everything.
Emma is one of James’ friends at school. Emma is five.
The following day when I dropped James off, I spoke to his teacher.
“Does Emma really have a cell phone?” I asked.
“Yes,” said the teacher with a weary sigh. “It had the whole class in an uproar. We’ve had to make her leave it in the office during school hours.”
Wow. Five-year-olds with cell phones. When I was five, the only phone in my house was the ugly green rotary dial phone Read more…
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There’s one day every year to which Grace counts down with unparalleled shiny-eyed fervour. It’s not Christmas, or her birthday, or the start of the summer holidays, though of course all of these are also proceeded by repeated questioning, date-checking and suppressed thrills.
