It is my sincerest hope that now that people are experiencing what I’ve experienced for a couple of decades being “stuck at home” with my son, they will no longer say or imply insensitive things to me such as “you’re so lucky”, or believe is a “luxury” or “must be FUN”. The truth is, it’s not a “vacation” not to be able to go to work and it certainly has made me feel like a failure over the years for not being able to have a career. I even had people say I must be “lazy”. Lazy? Let me tell you how “lazy” I’ve been in my life. By the time I was 24 years old I was the manager of a Domino’s Pizza store and had 30 people “under” me, with dreams of becoming a franchisee. I would end up winning awards and managing various stores successfully. I evenRead More →

Haven’t written in a while. 3 months to be exact. This new year started and it knocked me out cold. At first it was Nicky’s wounds. They were BAD. The word “bad” doesn’t even give it justice, they were ATROCIOUS! So, I spent a great deal of time researching, googling, I couldn’t think of anything else but help my son. Then Connor started swimming, so I was his Taxi to school, to swim, to karate etc and I decided I was going to practice the piano every day while I was waiting to pick him up. I put all my focus on that. I had fun, but it was getting hard. When the hands do very different things it’s just… aarghhh. I have to practice the same piece a thousand times and I still can’t get it right. So, now I took a break from it. Will pick it backRead More →

Not too long ago I enjoyed watching a really amazing documentary on PBS called the “Italian Americans“, which told the tale of the plight of Italian immigrants and how they were treated and their contribution to American society. I wasn’t aware of this, but the unification of Italy in 1861, which was meant to strengthen the country and defend its citizens, didn’t exactly accomplish this for the people that lived in Southern Italy, a mostly agricultural and poorer area of the boot, which drove them to cross the ocean to explore a better life. Southern Italians have slightly darker skin (unlike Northern Italians) so they were discriminated against. So much so that half of them returned to Italy eventually. Those that remained must have felt desperate because they were treated lower than dirt, yet, remained. Some of them decided to try their fortunes on the West Coast, and that provedRead More →

I have to be honest. I am tired. I read an article this morning from Matt Walsh defending Stay-at-home-moms and it hit home so hard it really made me think. We do get the short end of the stick. We do the most important work, we take care of the future generation, and somehow we’re envisioned as lazy. I don’t get it. What do I do all day? Let me count the ways. 1. I am a Taxi-Driver. I drop off and pick up BOTH of my children to and from school. For Connor, this is every single day. For Nicky twice a week, and this include assembling and disassembling his power-chair. We do not have a van, so the chair breaks down in ten pieces, one piece is over 70lb which I have to lift in the trunk. My Taxi-Driver duties include taking Nicky to the Children Hospital everyRead More →