I’m Learning to Fly (But I Ain’t Got Wings)
“You know which one was my favorite, don’t you?” I asked my husband as we sat side by side last night catching up on Ray Donovan. We’d paused the episode … Continue reading
Two-Wheelers, Piano Recitals and Lost Teeth
I went for a run today. Just a week ago on my run there was still snow on the ground deep in the woods, tucked in the valleys, with a gray fog … Continue reading
A Dream About Love
I had a dream about my brother Butchie last night. He was wearing footy pajamas, the kind that zip up the front, all fleecy and precious. The kind my children … Continue reading
Memento Mori, the Baby’s Dress
I’ve been busy. You know, busy with that other thing I do besides being a mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend, blogger (that still feels so weird to type), runner, and … Continue reading
Typhoid Mary, A Poem
There was a girl named Mary Mallon one hundred years ago She lived in the city that never sleeps, moving from home to home An Irish cook, some would call … Continue reading
4 Thunder Road, Cape Cod, New Jersey (for my Dad)
This is us, creating a sense of time and place for our children. Last night at bedtime, after the teeth were flossed and brushed, the pajamas put on, the stories … Continue reading
Guest Blog, Yo! The Things We Carry With Us
Guess what. I’m not here. I’m HERE! Wait, let me explain. Remember when I said I hadn’t even read a blog before writing one, except maybe the craniosynostosis one? (And … Continue reading
Cleaning House: The Craft Table
This is the part I wrote two weeks ago: Once a week I take all the recycling piled in the mud room out to the garage, put it in five … Continue reading
Give Me Strength
Today I had one of those mornings. You know the mornings I mean. I woke up a little late; he wouldn’t get his clothes on and rolled his eyes when … Continue reading
What Kind of Mama Are You? (A Cosmo-Style Quiz)
1. It’s 7am. You open the dishwasher and pull out your kids’ four favorite farm animal plates, their four juice cups, pour some milk, slice some bread, cut up some … Continue reading
Why I don’t curse. (Because I’m a good girl, that’s why…)
When I was a kid, a young kid, like with a Benjamin Franklin lunchbox with a Liberty Bell cartoon on it, I was what they call “a pottymouth”. I was … Continue reading
Becoming a Parent
Do you remember the first time you held a newborn? I was sitting in my sister’s house. She pulled out a boob that no longer even faintly resembled mine (we … Continue reading
Sledding and Cocoa
I love sledding. I mean, I really love sledding. When I was first married, my husband and I lived in a haunted mansion in Philadelphia. Seriously. It was so haunted … Continue reading
Elf on the Shelf: A Poem
Twas the midnight before December and all through the house There I was tip-toeing, just like a big mouse, Looking in places you’d never go look For a cute little … Continue reading
In Case They Need Me
Mica handed me one of those annoying Tinker Toy pieces today. You know the one. The wooden wheel with the holes for spokes? And of course, there was a yellow … Continue reading
I am a bag lady.
I am a bag lady. When I (finally) got pregnant with Jasper, a wise woman who was a mentor, colleague and friend gave me a bag as a baby gift. … Continue reading
She’s Runnin’ with the Devil
No one told me that motherhood would be like a bad college boyfriend. I mean, if one of my kids told me they were in a relationship with someone who … Continue reading
Today is Your Birthdays (Twins, Actual Size)
Tim read in one of his edu-pedagogy books that it’s important for children to be connected to their family history. Each night at dinner we began adding to the lore … Continue reading
Mama Makes Art (and I Ain’t Lion)
So I have an art exhibit hanging somewhere. (At Pingree School, Bertolon Gallery, opening party at 6 pm on Nov. 5th, 2013, but who’s asking?) I write this because the … Continue reading
jen groeber: mama art 