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@law-mom
Drama Filled Friends
Sometimes a good clean out is needed. Friends who are nothing but drama will eventually show their true colors. I am usually good about weeding out the bullshit, but this one friend tricked me for about 6 years. My dear, your drama is just too much. Good riddance.
FINALLY BEING OFFERED A PAYING JOB
A Nebraska federal court judge has offered female lawyers a piece of brutally honest advice on his personal blog.
I hate everything
This new trend of bashing everything a woman (attorney) wears is getting really old.
What Happened When Everyone At Work Realized I Hate Being Touched
"I told her she couldn’t stab her twin sister with a pair of scissors." Submitted By: Heather S. Location: South Carolina, United States
Just curious, who the fuck thinks that giving two young children scissors is a good idea? Look at that skill with the kid in the back. I can only imagine what happened between mom saying "no", kid crying, and mom LEAVING THE ROOM to get her camera. Parent of the year award right here. /facepalm
My Boyfriend
Literally asked me if I was 1) an alcoholic,
2) addicted to sleep meds,
and 3) cheating on him
in the same conversation.
Dude.
What normals think of lawyer speak
MY BOYFRIEND
After the first week of law school:
Now that there I have one semester left:
When he realizes it will be worse when I am studying for the bar:
Cleaning
During finals in law school my house is VERY CLEAN. Everything is somehow more important than my studies.
My teen is always happy around finals time. Lots of home cooked food and less chores for her to do.
7th Grade - Goodbye Sweet Child of Mine
My daughter is going to turn 13 this year... it's gonna get ugly. I hear somewhere around 20 they are nice again.
Life after death
My Grandmother and I were close, she supported and loved me when no-one else would. When her health started to fail and I took my daughter to visit her one last time just a few weeks ago. We knew she was sick, we knew it was only a matter of time, but that doesn't stop the surprise or the pain. We mourned her as we left her, because as much as we wanted to stay, we couldn't.
Every day was a new video chat where my Grandma showed more confusion, more immobility, and could communicate less and less. I am grateful I was able to "chat" with her one last time last night. She couldn't even respond to me, I knew the end was very close. My brother called me at 3:44 am, awakened out of a dead sleep, I tentatively answered the phone.
He told me of my grandmothers passing, and I really couldn't process the information. No emotion, no feelings.
An hour and a half of talking and texting family I tried to go back to sleep. My brian decided that NOW is the time to have a weird sex dream (seriously? the brian works in mysterious ways).
Then I woke up and got ready for the day, because life must go on.
But how to tell my daughter? I am not good at dealing with emotions, even my own daughters. I try to be comforting, but it is difficult for me. So I got her up, made her get ready like normal - until she went to put on her make-up. Then I told her about Grandma and attempted to comfort her.
Thank goodness for attentive friends who check in on me.
Friends who know how to focus on the important things in life.
Now the family is planning the funeral, I am about to go into law school finals (my first one is next weekend, my second one is the weekend after that....)
All I can really do is prepare for the emotions that are bound to be high, and hope for the best.
If it gets too hard, I can always go back to the hotel.
I love you Grandma. Thank you for being in my life. I can't wait to graduate law school, be a real bona fide attorney and make you proud. Rest in peace (4/18/2013).
ADHD
About every night, when my daughter's meds are fully worn off, we enter the cycle of: "time to bug mom every 5 minutes until I go to bed even after she yells at me to leave her alone". Usually she is speaking dribble and I don't have the brainpower to try to follow her logic. Sometimes I give up and stare blankly at her, and when she asks me what I think (assuming she is even that attentive) I respond with something like:
Sometimes, I just decide to join the madness and start a dance party.
Hiring a Maid
I finally broke down and hired someone to come and clean my house every other week. My daughter - who should be doing a lot of the cleaning - finds this new development fantastic. A clean kitchen means we should immediately cook in it and mess it all up. Well, kid, I say to you and your newfound freedom to mess up my house:
Most days as the mom of a tween
The answer is: of course not. Only when she is one day the mother of a tween will I *maybe* get full appreciation.
Adventures in yoga class
Yoga is necessary for me to stay sane. My colleague and I like to attend together and decompress. This week I took my daughter to class with me. Near the end of class, the instructor likes to do "Happy Baby Pose" which most of the time I am thinking to myself: "Please don't fart". For those who don't take yoga, think about a group of adults, on their back, with their feet over their heads in their hands, asses up in the air. That's happy baby pose (see picture below). This time, while focused on clenching my cheeks, my daughter yells loudly: "IS THIS WHAT HAPPY BABIES DO?!?" The class erupts in laughter, especially myself and my colleague. I guess the stress was fully relieved this time, even if I couldn't fart.
Tweens are somewhere between children and people
Anytime I try to have a rational conversation with my daugher, I think to myself:
All I want to do is tell her the legal ramifications of her actions, and she responds with the latest tween pop-star, or sings, or stares blankly. At least that is better than those random emotional outbursts. *sigh*
That moment when you cross-examine your tween
The skill that translates best between work and home is the ability to cross-examine my tween. She likes to lie, or at least tell "tall tales" and it has come in handy when trying to discern the truth.
By the end of the "discussion", I usually end up thinking:
And my daughter looks something like:
