Category: <span>Motherhood</span>

In these motherhood series I endeavor to share perspectives from mothers of various ages, at various stages in their lives, and parenting. Brandi is a thirty-something mom with a master’s in special education. She is energetic, passionate, caring, committed, and a great friend. One of the things that she and I have is our common love of family. Her little boy Ethan is a joy.
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Tell us about yourself

While verbosity has never been an issue, I struggle immensely when trying to write about myself. I was born and raised in Philadelphia and was lucky to have an amazing childhood.  My parents worked hard to provide for my younger brother and me while instilling their morals and teaching us the importance of loved ones.

After college, graduate school, and a few career paths, I landed myself the perfect teaching job – I was a special education teacher in an affluent private school.  Although I had taken a salary cut for this job, my husband reassured me that this position was worth it and I couldn’t agree more.  My goal at the time was to spend sometime as a classroom teacher then work my way into a leadership position, either at a school or in a consultative position.

While 8 months pregnant with my son, Ethan, I learned that due to budgetary cuts I would not have a job the following school year.  I never envisioned myself a stay-at-home mom.  While I was not a 9 to 5 career woman, I had worked very hard to put myself through graduate school and find a job that I truly loved.  As I begin to enter my third year in my stay-at-home mom position I’ve learned to embrace this career.

Tell us about your mom, your childhood

My mom is an amazing woman, and one of my best friends.  It took me into adulthood to truly appreciate my mom and look past a lot of our differences.  Anyone who has met my parents will be quick to say that I have my father’s personality – outgoing, assertive, passionate, and stubborn.  While my mom shares some of these traits she is extremely non-confrontational, a pushover, and incredibly sensitive.  Those differences have caused us to butt heads for decades.  Even in my mid 30’s I still tend to hurt my mom’s feelings more often than I probably should but I have learned to be more patient with her, and apologize (even when not necessary) just to appease her.  In the end, she’s my mom, my confidant, my teacher, my cheerleader and my friend.

What is Ethan like? What was he like as an infant?

Anyone that meets my 3 year old son is quick to comment on both how personable he is and how much of a handful.  Ethan is now just like he was as an infant — curious and busy.  He is an incredibly vivacious child, lighting up any room he is in.  He is quick to make friends, and small talk with anyone around.  With the flip of a switch Ethan is also rapidly exploring the world around him.  He has very few fears and spends much of his time testing limits and experiencing all that life has to offer (regardless of how dirty or dangerous it may be).

What is one thing that Ethan has said, something that surprised, amused or impressed you that sticks out in your mind?

As I already mentioned, Ethan’s personality and happiness are quite infectious.  He constantly surprises me with how much he pays attention and takes in everything he sees, feels, and hears.  The biggest shocker was after just nine days at preschool camp he came home reciting the “Pledge of Allegiance” — my husband, Andrew, and I were amazed.

What has given you the most joy as a mother?

Seeing how happy Ethan is, always.  I am lucky to have a child who is (almost) always happy!

Is motherhood different than you imagined it? If yes, describe how so.

Not really.  I’ve embraced every minute of it so far and look forward to what joys it will continue to bring me.

Any advice or comments for women who are soon to become new moms?

Accept chaos.  I am very type A; I like order, control and become anxious when I lose either.  Since becoming a mother I’ve learned to let go. New moms need to know that no one expects you, or your life to be perfect.  Most days will not go as planned.  Germs are okay.  Kids will get hurt.  Just remember that as long as you, your child(ren), & your partner/spouse have made it through the day, that no one is in imminent danger, and you haven’t broken any laws, consider it a good day.  Let go of any expectations you had of parenthood and embrace these new amazing adventures!

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However it happened, it did. And while I could regale you with detailed descriptions of all the happenings, I will just say that I am quite certain Sophia is plotting to move into my sister’s house permanently what with being served not one, not two, but four desserts (two birthday cakes and two home-made ice creams).

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The weekending post is abridged this week in honor of the upcoming Mother’s Day. I asked a circle of mothers, who are in different stages of their roles as mothers, to share their Mothering Perspectives. We’re kicking off with an essay from a very dear great-grandmother. There’s no better way to describe this mother of three, grandmother of four and great-grandmother of two other than an effortlessly chic and classy lady. So enjoy and check back tomorrow and thereafter for more motherhood perspectives.


Ever since I was a little girl, playing with dolls, I always wanted to be a “mom”.  I was very fortunate to have had a devoted and caring Mother. She was always “there” for me.  She always prepared foods that I liked and was home to greet me after school.  There was only one problem….she was overly protective. I feel that the anxiety she felt for her family was passed on to me.  When it is embedded as a child, it is most difficult to change.

Being a mother was a full time job for me.  It was filled with responsibilities as I knew it would be.  I think it’s more difficult to raise children today.  Every generation has its problems, but with exposure to so many technical changes, I believe children learn more and grow up too quickly.  It is also harder for the working mom to balance her time.

My children were very easy as infants.  They slept through the night at six weeks and had sweet dispositions. The teenage years had its problems but, as a family, we worked through them.  Watching them grow into adulthood, succeed in what they wanted to do and most of all to be fine individuals, has been a great joy for me.

It’s wonderful being a grandmother and having great-grandchildren is an extra bonus; I can just relax and enjoy them.  Being able to be part of the next generation with my family is a blessing.  They are my greatest joy.   My advice to future Mothers is enjoy your family and don’t sweat the small stuff!  The years pass too quickly.  The love that is given to you will be unconditional and precious.

Happy Mother’s Day!

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This blog, these posts have in recent weeks and months become, for a lack of a better word, predictable. I don’t aspire to predictability in this aspect of my life. This is a creative outlet where I endeavor to stretch myself, and practice a craft in which I do not, in my biased opinion, possess a great talent. And so, rigidity and mundaneness are undesired suggesting a lack of spark that often hooks readers. I pledge (mostly to myself) to do better starting with this.

Mother’s Day is upon us and I am saddened not to spend the day truly and wholly with my girls doing whatever I want or nothing at all. Before I know it, Sophia and Eliza will not be able to (much like me this year) spend the very same holiday with their mom.

I have, since becoming a mom, had painfully little time to spend with my own mom just the two of us. Our relationship has evolved from all about us to all about the kids. Thinking on this while chauffeuring Sophia to her bowling party this past weekend, I hatched a plan to work on our “just us” relationship.

My mom is an amazing and inspiring woman. She is selfless, loving, caring and very driven. I always learn something about her from even the most routine and casual conversations. We have a very honest and open relationship but the one thing she does not let me do is whine and complain. I used to resent that, but I completely understand now. While complaints are not welcome, support is plentiful and bountiful.

And so on a warm and sun-kissed Sunday, while Eliza napped and my dad minded the baby monitor, I took my mom and Sophia out on a little date in Old City. It wasn’t anything fancy, but we sat outdoors talking and enjoying a few snacks. While it wasn’t just the two of us, our little third wheel was most welcome and very pleasant company munching on her favorites and watching the passers by. Carpe Diem!

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