What happens when a recent mother of two, living in Brooklyn Brookline, MA, gets laid off from her job as a non-profit Communications Director?
Does she take to the streets? Find a new job? Take to the bottle? Or blog a blazing trail to her new future?
I started this blog as a way to come to terms with the good, the bad and the ugly of my life.
To try to reckon with my expectations for myself, and see if they are truly realistic.
To gain some sanity in the midst of being knee-deep in diapers, demands and other people’s poop.
To wrestle with my career goals and figure out what they are now.
To come to grips with the fact that, as an Ivy League educated gal, I should either be running a hedge fund or have found a cure for ADD, while instead, I spend my days mashing bananas with a fork and researching non-toxic diaper creams. In between reading People magazine, of course.
And most of all, to try to live peacefully in paradox. For instance:
- I adore my children. But I hate being home all day. And yet I don’t want to be suckered into some stressful full-time job so that I never see my kids and am wracked with guilt. What to do?
- I like to look purty. But these days, I usually look like a hot mess in clogs. How much do I care about what I look like? I mean, I care, but how much.…??
- I’m a party girl at heart. I’ve danced and drank my heart out. I understand the appeal of lava lamps. And though I’m finding joy on a different level these days – my daughter’s giggle, my son’s curious mind – Lord above, how I’d like to let loose and flamenco my way into a week of responsibility-free indulgence.
- I like to hang out, but is it too much to ask to be able to poop in private?
Join me as I figure out what the hell I’m doing with my life and quest to find the new “me” amidst a sea of the needs and the poop of others – with two glorious children (the almost five year old boychild, and the one year old little B girl,) a pacifist cat and an ever patient hubby in tow.
Oh, and one more thing. Please chime in! I love reader’s comments! I shall be most grateful, and promise to write back.
Thanks for stopping by!
I need to know:
1) Who the costume is supposed to be
and
2) Why you are wearing said costume at a Chinese restaurant in Queens
Thank you.
God, I really need to change my about section. For real. Not lovin’ it…
Anyhow, to answer your question!
It was a good friend’s bday dinner, where we were instructed to dress in a “bespoke” fashion. This was my loooooose interpretation. My friend is a whack job, like me 🙂
Wow. We have similar backgrounds, sorta. I was career driven and highly successful, but now? What to do?? I tried to tweet you, but who knows what I did…if you don’t accept my request, that’s fine, I get it.
Thanks for your comments on my blog. I am cracking up at the fact that everyone has been staring at those angels, that wasn’t my intent. Although it’s totally what I did when I first got that damn email. I thought they were supposed to move??
Thanks for trying to tweet me. I’m totally behind on twitter. A twitter know nothing. Must get my act together I did not get your request, however. Eek. Will try to investigate further….
I know. Those Rorschach angels. Endlessly fascinating!
I was wicked behind on your blog and checked in after you said your 40th had already come and gone. I enjoy your perspective and words so much.
xoxo
sadly, not an innately happy one,
Mariko
Thank you, M! You are so sweet to say so….
I’m so glad we met (at the Voice of the Essay panel at the very end of BlogHer) — and that I now know about your blog!
As the mother of 17-month-old twins I am all too familiar with the poop of others and I’m really enjoying reading about your experiences and seeing what lies ahead. (I also love “top poops” and “poop bits.” On your blog, I mean. Not so much in real life. “Top” is good, but the bits …)
Looking forward to reading more!
Hi Randon! I’m so glad we met too. Discovering the writing workshops was a great find. I read your Modern Love piece and just loved it. Hanging onto old relationships, for a certain time, rang so true. I am headed over to your blog now!