Becoming a mother was a challenge for me. I finally achieved my dream when I was far older than I ever imagined I would be.


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I spent so many years thinking about the wonderful mother I was going to be, I created Wondermom in my head. My illusionary, perfect mother-of-two, did it all, without even batting an eyelid. But that all changed, when my triplets were born. Life became mayhem, which I willingly embraced. I thrive on chaos.

Even if Irish American Mom is the real deal, and a far cry from my superwoman illusion, who cares? My kids are happy, growing, and bring endless joy to our family.

Of course, I dreamed my offspring would be little angels too. I would never give birth to a tantrum-throwing, nose-picking, hair-pulling, cheeky child. That’s what I believed, anyway.

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"I hurt my toe."

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Reality reveals parenting is a joyful struggle. My greatest daily accomplishment is four, peacefully, sleeping children at the end of each day. I thank God each night, when nobody has sustained a broken arm or leg, or an open wound, beyond the healing power of a miraculous Bandaid.

Here, I will share my stories of raising a kind, gentle, big brother, together with the tales of my terrific trio. This is not an advice blog on how to be a better mother, because I am no expert. If you feel inclined to read about the trials and tribulations of an Irish woman, raising her American kids, while she discovers what it means to be an American, then this is the place for you.

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Wash Behind Your Ears

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Whatever corner of the globe we hail from, or wherever we call home, we have one amazing thing in common. We love our children more than life itself. Together we can find comfort in our stories of joyful hustle and bustle. I share my own struggles and moments of laughter in the Trials of Motherhood.


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Triple Trouble

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Multiple Mothering is dedicated to the stories of handling three newborns, with the assistance of a two year old, who is under the illusion that all babies come in packages of three.

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In the Education section my own learning curve is exposed, as I venture into the world of the American Education System. It is all new to me.


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Out of the Mouth of Babes
is dedicated to recounting the funny things my children say. How is it the old saying goes?

“Out of the Mouth of Babes,

Oft Times Comes Gems”.

The utterances of my kids are often ‘gems’ alright. So much so, I thought I might share the wealth.

I hope you enjoy this Family Life section as much as I enjoy writing it. Please feel free to comment. I love reading your heroic stories of ordinary life.