Earlier this month, we bought a ping-pong table. My husband, Andrew, and I beamed as we set up the shiny, blue table-top as a centerpiece in our basement. We dreamed of reliving the fun ping-pong memories that we had as children: family tournaments at holidays, lazy afternoons accompanied by a small raquet and close friends, and (hopefully) hours of endless, harmonious matches between otherwise perpetually fighting siblings who might just become the best of friends.- Read More
Common Sense Motherhood Blog
Are you like me?
Are you waiting for a miracle?
Every year around the winter season, I find myself wishing for some sort of miracle. As the office becomes busier and busier with sick children and my "to-do" lists become longer and longer, I start by just wishing I could find a way to break away for a day -- any day! -- to rest. But when the pressures don't succumb and the responsibilities escalate, I start wishing for things that don't make much sense in a cogent mind:
Maybe if I just broke my leg I'd have to slow down for a bit while everything heals.- Read More