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Beginning School and my Nervous Breakdown

by Amanda Forester So there I was in the middle of June, I blinked, there was a strange rushing noise and a blur, and now it’s the middle of August. I don’t want to alarm anyone, but I have a strong suspicion it was a temporal anomaly, possibly hallmarking the end of the world as we know it. No worries though, I don’t want to freak anyone out. Besides, it could also be that I was abducted by aliens, which would only freak me out. Ok, so the point? Yes, yes I have a point, I’ll get there don’t rush me; I’m still recovering from the after effects of the alien probe. Ok, the point – ONLY TWO MORE WEEKS BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS!!!!! My babies, my daring little pumpkins, are starting “big” school! Yes, my precious little angels will be starting elementary school. WAAAH! I’m not ready! How did this happen? I remember them being born, I think there was something about diapers, and then… strange rushing sound, blur, and now they are off to school! More temporal anomalies? Honestly, I hope NASA is ...

Looking to Austen

This past Mother’s Day was lovely as my husband and children pampered with gifts and food. However, it was also sad since I lost my own mom in September. My sister and I planned a long chat to reminisce and cry, but in the end neither of us picked up the phone! I suppose it isn’t a surprise then that I am not feeling overly inspired to talk about the topic of motherhood as it applies to me. Thankfully I realized my blog date falls smack dab between our May themes of motherhood and new beginnings. Of course, many of the aspects involving motherhood include new beginnings – which is why we chose these themes – so it isn’t difficult to span the gap between the two. So I have decided to approach these themes as they relate to my novels and the world of Jane Austen. Even a cursory glance at the mothers who inhabit Austen’s novels would lead to the conclusion that the only good mother to be found is a dead one! In Northanger Abbey Austen wrote in an explanation on the qualities of Catherine...

Ode to Motherhood

by Amanda Forester In honor of Mother’s Day tomorrow I wrote about all the amazing superpowers of mothers, and my mom in particular. So here it is, my “Ode to Motherhood”… which actually looks a lot like a top ten list. Honestly, the fine art of ode-writing has slipped considerably in the past few decades, but that’s another post. Allow me to present the Top Ten Things I Appreciate about Mothers! 10. Mothers have an uncanny sense of knowing where stuff is. Shoes, homework, toys – she’s got it all dialed in. I can even call my mom on the phone and ask her to find my car keys, and dang but she can usually guess where they are. How does she do that? 9. Mothers defend their offspring… even when they’ve messed up. Now don’t get me wrong, mothers are also usually the FIRST ones to tell you when you’ve done something stupid, but they’ll still try to protect you from the consequences. You’ve got to love that. 8. Mothers can remember EVERYTHING. Can’t recall that girl you were friends with in s...

Mothers of All Mers & Monstes

Motherhood. What a topic. I am a mother, so I could wax poetic (but I don't write poetry, so why should I?) I could write about my mom, but then we'd get all teary-eyed and who wants that? I could write about my GRANDmom, but she's dealing with oncologists and that'd bring up MORE tears, so, again, why should I? I think I'll take the safe route and let the mothers in my book have her say. Everyone, I give you Kai, mother of Rod, Reel, Mariana, Angel and Pearl Tritone, followed by Ceto, the mother of all sea monsters. Hello everyone and thank you so much to Judi for having me here today. It's been a real adventure these last few months, what with Reel finding love with a Human, Rod taking over my husband's position, and Angel... ah, Angel. That woman does have a mind of her own. As those of you who are mothers can attest, raising kids isn't the easiest job in the world, but I like to think of it as the most rewarding. When your son can share his darkest f...