Kathy has four children, aged 9, 12, 24 and 26. Her second son was seduced by marijuana when he was 16. Kathy is now a published author of "Winning the Drug War at Home". She is also a childbirth educator and is writing a pregnancy and childbirth book. Kathy graduated from Brown University with a degree in Health and Society, and also has a BSN in Nursing.
I recently had one of the best weekends of my life. Among other things I drove several miles, attended a cheerleading competition (our first - my daughter's as a competitor, and mine as a spectator mom of the quiet variety) consumed way too many unhealthy calories and was hostess to thirty-five
thirteen year-olds for four hours,... Read more »
I have come to the conclusion that my current life stage could be titled, “Juggling for Dummies” or “The Idiot’s Guide to Managing Life in the Sandwich Generation.”
Admittedly I was just trying to do a great thing when I started planning a sojourn in Europe for my family, but, well, it isn’t going so well.... Read more »
Tough love got a bit tougher for our family this week. So never say, “It can’t get any worse.” Sorry to disappoint you, but it can.
But despite this thought, as long as we are still upright, there is always hope. It's possible to get stuck in the inertia of paralysis, but hope is still the... Read more »
I am in a funk. I am sure I am not the only one, and the fact that the rain outside my window temporarily turned to snow didn't help matters any. But at the moment I am very tired of parenting. Even the kitsch sign hanging from my computer from Crab Country in Maryland,... Read more »
Despite loving a good snow storm that shuts everything down, I have now joined the group of Northeast dwelling sufferers of SAD — Seasonal Affective Disorder. It is simply too white and gray out there. One snow day was perfect; the added bonus of many, a tad bit too much.
When offered the choice of "fight"... Read more »
I have officially entered the sandwich generation, a member of the boomer generation blessed with the dubious distinction of simultaneously caring for an aging parent while still having children at home in need of parental assistance with homework.
My sandwich is also a club sandwich with a layer of adult children as well. Does that mean... Read more »
I have often quipped that middle-aged women and their twenty-something year-old kids don't belong under the same roof, but the reality of this statement hit home this summer when our son moved back home temporarily.
The key word here is temporary but frankly, anything longer than a long weekend starts to wear thin, and when days... Read more »
I have often mused that if there was a recovery group for control freaks, I would be its fearless leader. “Hi, I’m Kathy, and I’m a control freak.”
National, International or Galactic, I could lead them all. Because I was in charge of the world -- or at least the small cosmos of my family --... Read more »
Your morning may fall apart if...
You don’t model what you are asking your children to do. Ouch.
The reasons my morning fell apart today included the fact that my alarm wasn’t set, I couldn’t find my shoes, had no milk in the house for coffee and drove my younger daughter to school in bare feet and... Read more »
I am a neat freak. My husband is not. You would think that we would have had at least a one in four chance of producing one child who took after me. Unfortunately, this is not the case. All four of my kids are, well, untidy, a kinder gentler way of saying “slobs.” They don’t... Read more »