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Thursday, May 4, 2006

The mommy blog. Or as a co-worker quipped, “the Breeder’s Blog.? Seemed like a really good idea at the time, and it still does. But can I really be having writer•s block already? I’m not even a writer. I think it’s a case of the nerves. Not about my writing, but the subject of my writing, which is my just turned 14-year-old son Alex. And let me just say this right here and now – if anybody knows who he is, and if you EVER tell him I’m writing about him I will be dead meat. Seriously dead meat. So it’s our little secret, alright? Besides, when your kid turns 14 I think it’s just fine to have secrets from him. Do you really want your life to be an open book to him? Especially your life when you were the age he is now? This birthday (Alex’s) was hard for me. I realized that next year he will be starting high school, then off to college or the Naval Academy, and then I’ll never see him again. Dramatic, I know, but really. I’m not ready. For crying out loud he’ll be able to drive a car (legally) next birthday. That in and of itself is enough to make me freeze in panic. (I’m the first to admit that I’m not the best role model when it comes to driving techniques. He’ll definitely be taking driver’s ed.) But his recent birthday and reading about Richie’s little son just brought back so many memories. How can 14 years have gone by already? And when was the exact moment in time he surpassed me in height? I guess for now I can take comfort in the fact that I still outweigh him. I remember the day he was born, of course. I’ve told him the story of it about a thousand times. “I know, Mom, it was raining out. Dad was stuck in traffic. You said the F-word to the nurse. I came out looking like a purple grape.? But I haven•t told him yet of the precise moment I fell in love with him. I remember that too. I also remember looking at him strapped in his car seat and thinking, “I can’t wait until you learn how to talk.? I must have been extremely sleep deprived. So, I hope you•ll enjoy my tales of life with my only begotten son. Maybe you can relate, or empathize. I’m okay with “sympathize? too. Just remember • if he finds out I’m doing this, I’m dead. 1 comments

Introducing the Haute Mamas

By Robin Dearing
Wednesday, May 3, 2006

We, like most moms, like to talk about our kids. It’s hard not to brag about their accomplishments and moan about the tribulations of motherhood. Lynn stops by my desk almost daily to tell me of the latest event in the always-entertaining life of her 14-year-old son, Alex — how he plays on the only lacrosse team in the Grand Valley and competes nationally in stick fighting, how his quick wit sometimes gets him in trouble … can a kid really be grounded until he’s 30? And I counter her tales of teenaged angst with anecdotes about my precocious, 5-year-old daughter, Margaret — how she has blossomed into an amazing reader in kindergarten, how she is more concerned with being funny then being good, with her confusion between Jesus and the Easter Bunny. Mar1.jpg Our daily momfest now includes the sleepless stories Richie tells us about her newborn, Soren — how she was misguided by the parenting books, how sleeping for three hours gets her really excited and how she never knew she could love someone so much. When the three of us got together to talk about starting this blog, the conversation quickly turned to the topic of breastfeeding. Lynn and I recounted for Richie tales of nursing in public places — on airplanes, restaurants and even while answering the door. We’ll never run out of topics to discuss and stories to tell. When we pitched this idea for this blog to the managing editor, I assured him that my daughter is a veritable fountain of entertaining stories. Richie chimed in, “My kid … he’s just a fountain? • oh the joys of caring for an infant! What we hope to accomplish here is to give our perspectives on the condition that is being “mom? and we hope that you moms out there • and dads, too — will share your stories as well. 0 comments

Up and Running

By Richie Ann Ashcraft
Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Haute Mamas! In case you’re wondering haute means fashionably elegant and is pronounced “oat?. Not only are we elegant, we•re cool supermoms in different stages of momhood. We have it covered from teenager to baby. I won’t say we know it all since I‘m the rookie but we want to connect with other moms, solicit and give advice, plus provide entertaining stories of life on the homefront. Denny, a.k.a. My Boss, doesn’t waste any time in getting the ball rolling when he hears a good idea. He said yes and we were running full speed ahead. In a day, we blogger moms brainstormed, posed for a photo shoot in the park, came up with our trendy new blog name, made lists of potential topics, and enlisted the help of our resident web genius to handle the technical end of creation. (Thanks Chris!) At first I was overwhelmed with the speed at which we were working, but as I fell into the hammock that night I realized it’s just all in a days work. I may be new at this, but it gives me confidence in knowing I CAN brainstorm, create, look pretty, write something decent, cook something yummy for dinner, and take care of my family, all before the sun goes down. 4 comments
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