Ah, the lazy days of summer: playing outside all day, going on adventures with friends, and taking extended family vacations to somewhere sandy… (insert record scratch here) Not for this working mom, and sadly, not for my daughter. What does summertime mean to me? It means trying to find time to take vacation in between… Read More What Summer Time Means to Me
My 28-month old daughter is pretty cute. I know we all think that about our kids, but really…she is damn cute. Everywhere we go people are taken with her and tell us how beautiful she is, commenting on her eyes/cheeks/smile. And it scares me to death. The compliments (while it warms my heart to hear… Read More The Balance of Beauty and Brains
Before I became a parent, I thought it was just called parenting. I can’t imagine how I got this far on so little knowledge. Upon giving birth, I learned new meanings for existing words, like ‘helicopter’ and ‘free-range’; apparently, they no longer only apply to aviation and poultry! I was pretty sure I knew what… Read More Parenting Children: It’s The New Style
I have always kind of snickered at the people who do the “Daily Gratitude” posts, because I (wrongfully) always associate them with religious people (not that there is anything wrong with religious people…or atheists…just sayin’). Turns out I will need to start snickering at myself now, because I am finding that lately things have been… Read More My Negatives = Positives…Somehow
Dear Momwhotravelsallovertheplacewithlittlekids, I am sorry for all of the times, pre-motherhood, that I rolled my eyes at you and your screaming kid at the airport. I am wise now to the fact that no, actually, you can’t just make them shut up. It’s ok, though. You know that karma thing everyone talks about? Mine is… Read More Hello, Karma my old friend.
I am a mom, and I have a job-one that does not involve being a mom. I hate the term working mom, because we don’t call them working dads, do we? Yes. I understand the etymology of the term ‘working mom’; I am aware that once upon a time it was unusual for women to… Read More Let’s Trash the “Working Mom”, Please!
When I look at my daughter, sometimes I am afraid of the teenager she is going to become. I mean, I know she is only 9 months old, but it’s a slippery slope to 13. Nobody who knows me would ever call me timid or meek; most of them are probably dying to see the… Read More 12 Things I Want to Tell My Future 13-yr-old