You know the story about the man who carried a heavy cross? It goes something like this: There once was a man who carried a heavy cross. He carried this cross for days, weeks, months, years, until one day he…
Author: Sabrina Manno
After about 13 years of working as an editor for various publications in New York City, I gave up my professional career to stay home with my two beautiful children. While I enjoy being a mom (mostly), the trials and tribulations that these two human beings put me through daily are enough to test the patience of a saint! And I am no saint.
I’ve spent the past four-and-a-half years struggling to find my way back to the autonomous, carefree woman I once was. My first step toward that goal came in June, when I took over as president of a local chapter of the International Moms Club. This role has introduced me to many wonderful moms, allowed me to flex my professional and creative muscles, and given me a whole new purpose! Most importantly, though, it’s motivated me to pursue my true dream: starting this blog.
I love to write, and I love to make people laugh, so that’s why I’m here. Full disclosure: I tend to be too open, a little (OK, a lot) sarcastic, and honest to a fault. I love my kids to the moon and back, but they drive me crazy and I’m not afraid to admit it or write about it.
Sidekick
I’ve never been much of a poet but sometimes the urge will hit me, and I’m compelled to act—or in this case write. I don’t remember exactly when I first drafted this poem, but it was somewhere in the vicinity…
Goodbye Doesn’t Have To Be Forever
I never realized how sad it would make me—or how much it would hurt—to say goodbye to our Bing Bong. If you don’t know who Bing Bong is, do yourself a favor and watch Disney’s Inside Out. I double dare…
Once Upon A Time There Was A Spider
I learned two things today: there’s a spider that lives in South America that’s big enough to eat birds and my 4-year-old son is far smarter and braver than I will ever be. As I was pulling the laundry out…
The Other Side
Kiss today goodbye And point me toward tomorrow We did what we had to do Won’t forget, can’t regret What I did for love –“What I Did For Love,” A Chorus Line (written by Marvin Hamlisch/Edward Kleban) My husband and…
Through The Eyes Of A Child
Every so often I’m reminded of how ill-equipped I am to be a momma. Oh, who am I kidding? I’m reminded of this every single day. Those of you who read my blog regularly may have noticed how infrequently I’m…
Bittersweet Reminders
Well, Lent has come and gone, and so, too, has my unwavering positivity. Despite my best efforts, it’s becoming harder and harder to find the silver linings. I have pockets of joy, obviously, but I’m growing weary of the loneliness…
Bridges, Rainbows, & Josh Groban
On March 20, Billboard aired a mini “concert” by Josh Groban, who sang from his home where he, like the rest of us, is holed up during this pandemic. The point of the performance was to raise relief funds for…
May The Force Be With You
Here’s my latest concern: When the coronavirus pandemic is over and schools reopen, will my kids bounce right back into the fray or will they be unable to cope with what I suspect will be the “new normal?” One week…
Celebrations For Life
When you’re under quarantine, you celebrate the hell outta the small stuff. I turned 42 yesterday, and normally I wouldn’t even care. But life stinks right now and it’s never been more apparent to me that tomorrow isn’t guaranteed. So,…