Category Archives: motherhood At our house, we like to keep birthdays simple. That doesn’t mean that they are not special, just simple. Growing up, birthdays were a big deal at our house. I don’t remember over-the-top birthday parties, bounce houses, or tons of presents. (Not that there is anything wrong with that, but that just wasn’t how my…  “Mothering, in my opinion, is an art, and it takes a while to get it. One of those live and learn deals.” ~Megan Mileski We here at The Creative Mama hope that today, you have…. -breakfast in bed (even if it is just cereal) -homemade cards with endearing, exaggerated stick people drawn inside (and lots…  A child’s favorite blanket comforts and holds sweet memories. Soon after becoming a mom, I envisioned a quilt that would one day do the same for me. I wanted a “mama’s quilt” made from the jammies, rompers and tees of my little ones. At the time I had no idea when our family would be…  With each passing year I’ve found myself redefining what the holidays really mean around here. Married to a military resident physician, I spend nearly every holiday alone with my babies (& far from family) and I’m constantly trying to find better ways to make each holiday enjoyable and stress free. I know I’m not alone….  This afternoon my seven-year-old son Edgar is off to investigate the Newport Academy of Ballet. He wants to be a dancer. He’s not merely intrigued, not intent only on dabbling. He has aspirations of the Billy Elliot variety; and his first goal is to dance in The Nutcracker. Edgar has always followed his heart where…  We mothers are masters of disguise (or deceit, I suppose that depends on how we look at it). Our blogs and Facebooks and Instagram feeds shout, “I am happy,” “My kids are too — and also cute, and unmistakably stylish,” and “My house rocks, look at my pristine mid-century furniture!”. We are all so fabulous,…  I have never been one to try to recreate memories from my childhood with my own children. And to be perfectly fair, this says more about my upbringing and less about my magnanimity as a human being. But that aside, there was always one thing I yearned to share with each of my sons, a… 
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