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Note to self: Despite the speed of life, everything will be OK

I am considering having the words “relax, everything is OK,” tattooed on the inside of my eyelids. Here’s why:Raising children is like this wild road trip. There are these long stretches where...

DATE: Feb. 19, 2011 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Working on the ethics of truth-telling: It gets tricky at times

We are in the car, buckled in, waiting a short, grating eternity for Rosie to confess that she did not, in fact, put socks on under her boots. “I won’t be mad, honey, I just need you to tell me the...

DATE: Feb. 5, 2011 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Kids have knack to turn ordinary days into succulent moments

Our friends gave us a chicken they helped process – complete with errant feathers clinging to goose-pimpled skin, which I roasted for a holiday dinner before making enormous amounts of stock from...

DATE: Jan. 1, 2011 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

A mother wonders how love will change as kids grow up

We’re inside lolling around on the living room floor, when I tell the kids (who’ve just given birth to their own babies: twin ducks for Rose and a healthy baby bear for Col!) that they will always...

DATE: Dec. 18, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Going inside for the winter changes emotion, dynamic

We’re inside people now. Just like that. When I venture out in the early morning – down coat over bathrobe – to feed the chickens, I’m always startled at how low in the sky the sun is hanging,...

DATE: Dec. 4, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Kids always pull out surprises

“More mushrooms please,” Col begs, his open mouth looming over a steaming pot of elk stew. I spoon another slimy slab of porcini mushroom in his baby bird face, suppressing my own gag reflex at the...

DATE: Oct. 16, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Waning days of summer, signs of fall create nostalgic feelings

October, the calendar says. To the west, our cottonwood tree explodes into a thousand tiny yellow pieces. To the east the Gambel oaks glow – maroon, yellow, orange, green, gold – like a...

DATE: Oct. 2, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

End of summer brings on melancholy thoughts

September is a 30-day spree of perfection, and each new brushstroke of yellow in the trees is a reminder of how fast it’s slipping away. There are the garden tomatoes that quietly turn from orange...

DATE: Sept. 4, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Multifamily mountain getaway magical for kids, rejuvenating for parents

The sun long ago had slipped behind Silver Mountain by the time the assembled parents got our eight collective children zipped into sleeping bags. Drowsy siblings who just an hour ago were...

DATE: Aug. 21, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Mothers’ playgroup bonded friends for life

Five years ago, I shuffled tentatively into Durango’s Family Center to attend the playgroup for parents with children younger than 6 months old. The new mamas sat in a circle, nursing our...

DATE: July 31, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Ex-preemie pedals past 'normal kid' milestone

Last weekend, after a year on his balance bike (genius, European bike with no pedals that teaches balance rather thandependence on training wheels), Col hopped on his two-wheeler and rode down the...

DATE: July 18, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

Mom's Independence Day is both sweet and sour

Last Sunday morning there were no children rippling my calm waters with the skipping stones of their demands. No oneneeded help finding Baby Bear or getting the excruciatingly funky seam of their...

DATE: July 4, 2010 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood

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