Blog for Moms Over 35

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Snow Angels

March 5, 2009

Monday was a snow day for Seth, and he couldn’t be more thrilled about it.

My reaction wasn’t exactly the same.

While I was SO hoping that my snow boats could be retired for the season, the weather man had other things in mind.

I have never loved snow. It’s cold. Wet. Messy. Slick roads….hard to drive in. Requires shoveling. Turns to ice. etc. etc.

It was interesting, though. More than one friend emailed me after the storm and wrote “enjoy the snow.”

I thought….hmmm….am I missing something?! Enjoy it? I don’t ski. We don’t have a sled or inner tube. Sure, I could build a snowman with Seth, but I don’t have ski gloves. I could make snow angels, but only have wool coats.

Am I a snow party poop? Perhaps…….

I did take pleasure in the pleasure Seth took from it.

He couldn’t get out there fast enough to shovel. Chomp away at the ice. Jump as high as he could to break off icicles hanging from tree branches. Lay himself down in the snow and make angels.

He even dove face down into it when the snowfall was fresh. He emerged all rosy cheeked and a bit … Continue reading..

Birthday Boy

February 26, 2009

Seth turned 6 this week.

I went to his school and had a birthday party for him in his classroom. It was so sweet.

He loved wearing his cool Birthday Boy cap that I had made up for him, and helped me dish out the cupcakes and cookies for his classmates.

He’s such a big boy now…where does time go?

A friend emailed me a photo of herself with Seth that was taken when he was an infant. It was the cutest thing. When I look at him now, it’s hard to believe he was once a baby I cradled.

I found the infant years very challenging, and much prefer him spending time with him as a young boy, but I don’t want him to be 16 tomorrow.

Don’t grow up too fast….my little guy.

I love being able to give him a squeeze and have him come running when I walk into the house, as he commands a “jump hug.” I adore that.

I love that he sleeps cradling his beloved teddy bear, despite that it barely has any fuzz anymore. He’s picked much of it off.

I love that he wants me to lay with him when he … Continue reading..

Date Nite…a "quickie"

February 23, 2009

I don’t do this enough….or hardly at all for that matter.

My husband and I got a babysitter tonight for a few hours so we could have a belated Valentine’s dinner out. It was lovely. We had French food in an adult restaurant, complete with candlelight and white zinfandel. The roast duck was delectable. The service was impeccable. And, Seth wasn’t there. He tugged at my heart strings as we left the door, as he asked why he couldn’t come. But, once there, it reminded me of how important a date night is.

I hated to see it end.

I told my husband to drive slowly on the way home. Though, I did want to get home in time to watch the Oscar’s.

We definitely need to make a point of some alone time.… Continue reading..

Mom Meltdown

February 19, 2009

I had a total mom meltdown yesterday.

I feel like I’m 48 going on 8.

My son had a playdate here. It was supposed to be at a friend’s house, but plans got changed last minute, and they wound up at our house. It was the second playdate with this particular friend, and I wanted to be a good host. This was a drop-off, and the mom was going to hang with me a bit when she came to pick her up after two hours.

I have to confess. Playdates here are often not fun for me. On one level, I love seeing kids playing happily and creatively. On another level, when it becomes a “playdate gone wild,” I ultimately crack. Not during the playdate, but afterwards, when I have to do battle with my son to do clean-up. That’s when “mommy maid” emerges and I get completely fed up. And, yesterday, I really lost it.

We are planning to gut our basement in the few months and redo the whole thing, complete with a play room area, etc. But, until then, our living room (we don’t have a den), has taken on a life of its own with Seth’s … Continue reading..

Valentine’s Day & A High School State of Mind

February 14, 2009

It’s Valentine’s Day.

What do you have on tap?

My husband is working today….tax season….and then we have errands to run later.

So, it’s me and Seth hangin’ at the moment…and he’s being very good company today. Often he can get a bit naggy asking me incessantly, “what are we doing today?” But, today isn’t one of those days, thankfully.

What would I be doing to celebrate Valentines’ Day if I were single, I’ve been thinking? (Not that I wish I was.) Would I feel like I should have a date? (probably…knowing me) Would I feel like I should be going to a party and socialize? (probably…knowing me) Would I decide to get a massage? (probably not….though I should) I strongly believe that we should, as best we can, do what feels good.

I had lunch with a gal from high school yesterday who I haven’t seen in years. We’ve been loosely in touch via email, but getting together was nice. It was different in person. Email is not the same. A positive trip down memory lane. I think back on high school with fond memories.

Hard to believe it’s like 30 years later. And, interesting, how as women, we … Continue reading..

More Than One

February 5, 2009

Seth was off from school yesterday, and he had a playdate with a girl in his kindergarten class.

It was our first time getting together with them. The kids played nicely, and I enjoyed getting to know the mom.

She was my kinda gal. Lots to talk about. Introspective. Holistic health-minded. Studying to be a life coach with an author I admire. It was a pleasant afternoon.

One thing that really struck me is that she has four children. I was in awe.

She said that last year she turned 40 and planned a getaway celebration with good friends, and how they had a blast. Her husband was very supportive of her trip.

She and her husband practice self care…they have both a yoga practitioner and masseuse come to their home regularly. I thought that was so admirable.

But, what I really wondered was what life is like with four children? They have a live-in nanny weekdays, but still……

I could only begin to imagine the dynamic of homework for four (though one is only 2.5), meals out, coordinating playdates, after school activities, etc.

I pondered what that felt like? And, the mom who seemed so industrious, how does she … Continue reading..

Guest Blog — by Rochelle Jewel Shapiro

January 31, 2009

My father wanted a boy. Unfortunately, he had three daughters instead. When I, the third daughter, was born, he said, “Another girl!” He lost his voice for six weeks.

Maybe it was better than what he might have said if he could speak. They waited seven years to try again, because they thought that seven was the magic number that would change their chemistry and their luck so that they could finally produce a son. And it worked, probably coincidentally. But my mother was forty-two by then and in 1954, that was considered quite late for motherhood. But my oldest sister was sixteen. Rumors shot around the neighborhood that my brother wss really her illegitimate child. My big sister was mortified.

And my mother had her consequences as well.

“What a young grandmother,” people would say to her.
“No, I’m just an old mother,” she’d tell them sadly.
And then people would snicker crudely. “By your age you should know how not to get knocked up,” a man in a hardware store whom she didn’t even know said.

My mother would sit up in her grave and applaud if she knew how many women today are having children over forty … Continue reading..

Future Later Mom Empty Nester

January 28, 2009

I am so tired of this winter. Are you?

And, Seth’s school bus is stressing me out.

The bus aide gave me the evil eye the other day when we weren’t standing outside awaiting their arrival. It’s cold out there in the morning. Can’t we wait just inside our doorway, and Seth can scamper out when they arrive?

Today the bus was two hours late. There was a school opening delay due to the weather yet again.

I ask you….are we done with snow yet this season? I hate the ice and mess. Don’t like driving or walking on it. It’s just not my thing. A sno-bunny I’m not.

So, why do I live in a place like New York? Sometimes I wonder. Though, there’s a lot good to be said about it, but the weather wouldn’t be high on my list.

Seth said a funny thing the other day.

He announced how a little girl in his class wants to marry him, and he might want to marry her one day. Not now, of course. They’re 5. (though I often say he’s 5 going on 15) And, he went on to say that when he gets married, he’d like … Continue reading..