Betsy Ryan

Betsy Ryan

Betsy Ryan resides in Watford City and is a recent transplant to Western North Dakota. She is learning to navigate her new landscape along with her husband and their two boys. Betsy writes for the McKenzie County Farmer and also shares her experiences in North Dakota on her blog, oilgoesboom.com

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    Potty trained before preschool

    In May, my recently-turned-three-year-old and I went to check out the magical world of Mrs. Marsha, neighborhood preschool teacher. She greeted us with hugs and took my boy’s hand to show him all of the wonders of her classroom. A play area, a song area, pictures and colors and books. Teddy was absolutely dying with […]

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    He wants freedom for Father’s Day

      Not permanent freedom, he told me. He worked very hard to be, in fact, very tied down. He wants freedom for an afternoon, a few hours, to drive and think and explore without making peanut butter sandwiches and packing snacks in little baggies. Without filling any sippy cups or water bottles, without charging a […]

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    I want a nap for Mother’s Day

    Not a short nap, one that is interrupted as soon as I hit REM. Not the kind where I fall asleep and then someone comes and stands next to my bed asking for a drink then five minutes later cries to me that their brother stole their drink and then ten minutes later wakes me […]

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    From lost to found

    This week I lost my six-year-old, twice. Twice this week, tears overflowed the bright blue eyes of my red haired little Benji as he looked at the world, un-tethered and unprotected, and tried to problem solve his way back to me. The first sad tale of the lost and wandering Kindergartner happened on the bus […]

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    Ghosts from Christmas Past

    Last Christmas was the roughest Christmas I have ever had. I don’t want to blame you, frontier North Dakota, but I am. Let me set the scene for you. My baby girl was four weeks old. My husband had spent four weeks in survival mode, keeping our five year and 18 month old boys occupied […]

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    Teaching inclusivity is not a quick lesson

    Nothing prepares you for the first time your kid gets sent to the principal’s office. And, when the reason he is sent to the principal’s office is because he’s being a jerk, you want to crawl under a rock. At five years old, my bright, wild boy went to Kindergarten this year. Gone are the […]

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    Black Belt Dreams

    Three nights a week, in a small karate dojo on Main Street in Watford City, you can find Lili Nicholson on the mat. She might be teaching younger students how to block or kick, or holding up a mit encouraging white and yellow belts to punch her with all of their might. She might be […]

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    Motherhood after major surgery

    In last month’s issue, I got real (and a little TMI) about my upcoming hysterectomy. This month I’m reporting back on how surgery went and what the life of a recovering mom looks like. ** spoiler alert: she needs a lot of help, and probably a shower. I checked in for surgery early in the […]

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