When I grow up…

Hello again, sorry about the break, my life has been very full these past few weeks, and I simply found myself unable to blog.

But here I am again.

Well, I have been relaxing with family and playing while I wait for the practice to pick up. I am going to start accepting cases in Domestic Relations in mid-January, and may even make it known that I will handle small Trusts and Estates issues. I did a codicil this past quarter and found it truly enjoyable, I am one of the those freaky people who actually loved property law and flourished in T&E.

I expect to be fairly busy when I sign on with the Office of the Child’s Representative, so I have to take my lazy time now. It has been an ambivilant time for me, as I long to start a successful career and at the same time am loathe to leave my little meepers without me. Otter especially, as he is used to having Mama all to himself and isn’t keen on sharing me with anyone, much less a pile of other children, regardless of their need or circumstances.

I never thought I would be the domestic goddess type, but I have truly loved being home with my kids. I actually took the time to learn to cook, for real, and now I enjoy putting together dishes that take longer to cook than they do to eat. I love to bake, and there is a nice calm that comes from cleaning. (Unlike most work it has a definable end to it, even if it will need to be done all over again the following day). At the end of two years of working from home and focusing more on the home, I find myself reluctant to change the status quo.

Sadly simple economics forces the change, so I can only grumble and feel gratefull that I got the two years I did. I know many people who are working three jobs a piece to keep their lives together in this economy, it hardly seems fair to grumble about having to work one.

It’s funny to me how desire change with our age. When I was younger I wanted to be a star in my career, rule my little corner of the world like royalty. After having one child I wanted a career that let me see more of her, and didn’t demand all my time. After two children, I barely want a career at all. I would be content staying home, keeping the family together, and dabbling in public interest law and volunteering. It’s easy to forget how frequently we evolve.

Who knows, maybe once I begin working more, I will desire even more time in the law, instead of feeling as though it’s intruding into my time in motherhood.


I seem to lack things to say, or the desire to sit down and say them.

When I was starving for interaction, stuck home with a pre-verbal child all day, I blogged to stay sane.

Now, with two chattering children, the school on winter break, and all my friends and family in town, I can’t stand to blog.

I am out of words.

So I am taking a break!! I will see you all back after the new year with stories of the holidays, pictures of the fam, and more about the practice of law and motherhood.

Happy New Year!!

Twas the week before xmas…

and all through the house, the creatures were stirring, especially the mouse.

The stockings were precariously hung from the chimney,

strung on a heavy snowman, flake, Santa, and tree,

awaiting a tug from chubby baby hands,

to pull them from the mantle to crash when they land.

The children were increasingly sleepless in bed,

knowing sometime soon presents would greet them instead

of a sleep deprived mama and cranky mad dad,

wishing the holiday didn’t make sleeping so bad.

The recycling bin bulged with emptied bottles of wine,

as the parents sought strength in some alcohol time.

And yet, in the madness, a strange sense of calm

as the lights from the tree cast a glow like a balm,

and the family spent more time close and nearby,

as they peered out the window and watched the snow fly.

Though the season is rough it’s a great time of year,

to spend more snuggle time with the ones we hold dear.

Happy Holidays everyone!! We wish you the best!