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The Mama Vault – #5 MOTHERING ON STEROIDS

    I was writing an entirely different blog for this week, but it was before the flood happened.   It was before 39.9 feet of extra water came careening down the Llano River running just across the street from the brownstone where I live.   I was right in the middle of writing a…

The Mama Vault – #4 ELASTICITY

  We all go in to motherhood a cacophony of many things.   We are the little girls who were impacted by the parents who raised us—good parents, bad parents and every kind in between.   We are the married gals in strong, loving relationships or in sorry, sad ones.   We are the single…

#3 – THE MOM BOD

  I was five days post-partum with my third child when my wonderful, attentive husband said the following words to me.   Come on Big Mama—let’s go get some ice cream.   Hand to heart.  No exaggeration.  Those were his words.  He would rue the day.   Want to know what I did?  I stopped…

THE MAMA VAULT – #2 Mama Drove the Getaway

Once I had two little boys.  They were undisturbed by spaghetti sauce and melting popsicles dripping off their chins.  I can still see my dear friend Nat, a girl mama, shaking her head in disbelief when I didn’t wipe the drips off straightaway.  Being a boy mama requires a specific finesse girl mamas can’t quite comprehend.…

DECIBELS

    Human ears are amazing when they’re working right.   When a person’s ears are in perfect working order, he or she can hear sounds ranging from zero to one hundred and forty decibels. As a point of reference, whispers are around twenty-five decibels and normal talking is about fifty-five.   When sounds reach ninety decibels,…

THE MAMA VAULT – #1 There Should Be a Test

    We take tests to prove we’re qualified for all the important things in life.   We take tests to pass from grade to grade in school.  We take tests before we can drive a car.   Whether we’re hairdressers, schoolteachers, chefs, insurance agents, doctors, heavy equipment operators—most all things require we take a…

An Invitation

  One day we’ll all live in peace.  I believe it. It’s truth to me.  I’ve read the words and I’m expecting it.  A long time ago, it was predicted we’ll one day live in such a state of peace even kids will lead lions around.  How crazy is that?  A guy named Isaiah said…

THE MAMA VAULT-New Monday Series!

IF YOU ARE IN THE TRENCHES OF RAISING YOUR KIDS, YOU DON’T WANT TO MISS THIS. Trust me. Read every word. When I was a first-time mom of a six-month old, I called an older and wiser mom-friend with four kids of her own. I called because I could not get my screaming son to…

Bats in the Brownstone.

So far, I’ve been lucky when it comes to wildlife encounters.  They mostly avoid me. I live in the land of a million rattlesnakes, yet I’ve never once encountered one.  I’ve had wild hogs tear up a lawn, but they’re bullies and did it in the middle of the night while I slept.  I’ve hiked…

Drought.

I was raised in a west Texas desert, where most everything is colored brown and covered in a layer of dust.  Dust is just a nice word for dirt.  Dirt was everywhere.  Girls wore dresses to school when I was a kid, and recess could be torture, as blowing dirt can pack quite a sting…