Megan

Making a Bright Spot Out of Our Disappointment
By Megan
My family had a reunion over the weekend, but the husband, kids and I weren't there. (…)

Nine O'Clock and All is Not Well, But It Will Be
By Megan
I've been praying for a week about this day - just leaning on God to give me what I need to do what needs to be done for my little family from hour to hour on this, my first real, serious day as a mother of two. (…)

My Knight in Shining Wingtips
By Megan
I wrote this post for FriedOkra back in the summer, before Peabody was born. I was all-kindsa pregnant, all hot and cranky and clumsy and OVER IT ALREADY! (…)

Decision '08
By Megan
I'm hearing nigglings of some major election comin' up here soon. What's that all about again? I can't keep up with current events right now, are you kiddin' me? I don't remember what month it is most of the time. (…)

Planning the Work and Working the Plan
By Megan
Have I told y'all that before I married Al, we worked together? Well, we did. And having worked together for a decade in various capacities has, as you can imagine, had a somewhat significant impact on our married life. We can, when we step back and choose to, employ the tactics of working together that we learned in our professional relationship to address issues arising now that we're a couple. (…)

We're Just Two Crankypants Ships That Pass in the Night
By Megan
My sweet husband and I are fast becoming strangers, as we've divided up a great deal of this phase of double-parenting into shifts, and in those minutes when one or both of us aren't occupied wiping or soothing or feeding or playing Candyland, we're both completely beat, cranky and don't have another ounce of energy to meet one another's needs. (…)

I Didn't Make the Cake
By Megan
I called my Mom earlier this week, just as she was wrapping up a luncheon she hosted for a couple of her friends. (…)

She Also Does a Very Convincing Frog Face
By Megan
For those of you who read me over at FriedOkra, I'm sorry to be slappin' another retread on y'all, but as you know, Mr. (…)

Just An Extra Tick or Two in the Tens Column
By Megan
This past weekend Al and I both celebrated our birthdays. (…)

While My Computer Gently Weeps
By Megan
Wouldn't y'all think writing a post on the topic of parenting'd be the easiest thing in the world for a woman in my position? (…)

Moon Over Charlotte
By Megan
On our trip down South last month, we had a three-hour-and-something layover at the Charlotte airport. I know it sounds awful, but it really was a pleasant and memorable experience. (…)

Putting Learning in Its Place
By Megan

This particular Megan, not FriedOkra Megan, but a pretty awesome substitute, for sure, is mama to two gorgeous girls and is never one to shy away from bathroom conversations. (…)

Even So, I Did Finally Extricate Myself from All the Lycra and Get What I Went in For
By Megan
I popped into Motherhood™ Maternity for what was supposed to be lightening-fast drive-by to pick up some Preggie Pop Drops and a Bella™ Band.
Well. (…)

The View from Here
By Megan

Everything. Everything. Is beautiful.
For seventy-five percent of every day, this is what I see when I look down. A beautiful, peaceful, slurpiliciously perfect face. (…)

Taking the Angst Out of Introversion
By Megan
My husband and I both pretty much put the "I" in introvert, but I bet 9 out of 10 people who know us wouldn't believe us if we told them that. (…)

Here Stands a Mother on the Edge. Of Everything.
By Megan
Every few days, Bean and I wander into the baby's room, and as I hover at the edge of his crib, she climbs up to stand on the railing beside me, close enough that I can breathe in her scent and tuck an arm around her to pull her in against me. (…)

But Be Warned: I Won't Be Nearly This Blissful or Coherent When I'm Gettin' Up Six Times A Night
By Megan
About Me
Hey y'all, I'm Megan, 40-year-old career-woman-gone-stay-at-home-Mama to the nuttiest, sweetest little three-year-old girl on the planet (Bean), and pregnant with a tiny son we've dubbed Peanut, who's due in approximately 15 minutes. (…)