The Momoir Project

Rushing Through the Baby Years: And Now, Regret

cori — Wed, 16 May 2012 11:03:18 PDT

by Melinda Rothfuss Joy and I met at a Mommy and Me group. Our girls were three-months-old, born on the same day. We gravitated towards each other with that fun fact in common. I would soon learn it was the only thing we shared. We couldn't have been more opposite in the way we were...

Writer’s Block: How to Get Over It

cori — Fri, 11 May 2012 07:32:01 PDT

I don’t often get writer’s block, although I do get long periods of being “un-inspired,” days and weeks where I don’t write much, don’t feel like writing, don’t get fired up with passion for a story idea. Usually, I know it will pass and I just get...

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cori — Thu, 10 May 2012 09:29:48 PDT

The Momoir Blog showcases the best stories written by students in our online writing classes. But we are also open to submissions for all writer moms everywhere. The Momoir Blog was created to provide a forum for sharing stories and developing a strong community between writers moms. Please email...

First Day at Daycare: A Blind Mother’s Experience

cori — Sun, 06 May 2012 07:06:37 PDT

By Kristen Witucki On Langston’s first day of daycare, everything goes wrong for me. James, my husband, who is in charge of packing the stroller basket – our equivalent of the trunk of the car – forgets the breastmilk I’ve carefully pumped and has to rush back into the...

A Room of My Own: Writing in a Different Phase of Motherhood

cori — Tue, 01 May 2012 07:35:19 PDT

By Patricia Savage There does come a time when your room becomes your own again. A time when the cry of a child or the thud of their window as they try to sneak back in the house after a midnight jaunt with friends does not cause you to wake. A time when the [...]

Having a Baby Girl: Trusting the Ultrasound Tech and My Fate

cori — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 08:43:55 PDT

by Sara Lind I wouldn’t have been so nervous if the TV hadn’t been broken. I should have been able to watch the ultrasound on the giant monitor, to see all the bends and folds and yes, the genitals. But it was broken so I had to lie back on the hospital bed and trust my...

Inside my Purse: Inside my Mind

cori — Tue, 24 Apr 2012 11:00:33 PDT

By Sarah Marxer When I was three, I carried a little white wicker purse with me everywhere. It was given to me by my great-grandmother Bessie and in it, I kept several pacifiers so that I'd always have one on hand. I still remember the chewy satisfaction of a pacifier in my mouth....

How to be Authentic in your Memoir Writing

cori — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 07:26:22 PDT

Over the summer, I happened upon a tiny bookstore on a tiny island on the west coast of BC. I had time to browse – unlike in my normal life – and I found this book, Writing Begins with the Breath, by Laraine Herring. I don’t know why I picked it up. I am not [...]

Imprints: the Responsibility of Creating Memories for our Kids

erinmacnair — Wed, 11 Apr 2012 13:09:05 PDT

By Erin MacNair My earliest memory is of watching my Mother’s legs in the kitchen. I can remember her skirt, a blue A-line, just above the knees. Her slim, slippered feet walked past my hiding place, as she called, “Erin….Erin……” in a sing-songy voice. I was...

A Childhood Emergency: How my Child’s Allergic Reaction Changed My Life

cori — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 11:01:56 PDT

By Kelly Coyle DiNorcia It was a cold November night and I was just a few weeks pregnant with my second baby. My two year old, Bess was home with me and I was feeling uber-exhausted and green around the edges with “morning” sickness. My husband was working late. We were leaving for...