People write about “leaning in” and “opting out,” and I just feel entirely outside of that conversation. Ever since I was a little girl, the only thing I’ve really aspired … Continue reading Motherhood and Planned Obsolescence
Last night I dreamed I looked up into the night sky and saw suspended there an enormous moon. This moon wasn’t just, “Hey, look at this big moon.” This moon was … Continue reading The Moon and Mother’s Day: A Post About Writing and Connection
Since reading The Berenstain Bears Ready, Get Set, Go! my son has been practicing his comparatives and superlatives. Here’s a brief recap: Him: “Big, bigger, biggest!” Me: “Great, honey!” Him: … Continue reading Blog, Blogger, Bloggest
My son, who will be three in August, was looking at a bra ad that arrived in the mail today. “Huh,” he said, indicating that he was thinking something about … Continue reading Mom, the Lingerie Model
Last night, my son woke us all up from a sound sleep crying, “My cookie! My cookie! They ate my cookie!” “Shh, shh,” I soothed him in the dark, trying … Continue reading Toddler Nightmare
“Don’t worry, Mommy! I fix it!” “I found the scissors!” (and the related, “Look, Mommy! I cut it!”) “I wipe it up, Mommy!” “I threw it in the trash!” “The … Continue reading Things You Don’t Want to Hear Your Toddler Say
With all of my de-cluttering and simplification, there is one drawer I’ve not even been able to bring myself to de-clutter. It’s the drawer where I keep my baby carriers. … Continue reading Why I’m Not De-Cluttering My Baby Carriers
The idea goes that I spend so many hours with my kids, I need time to myself to function properly, even if this means giving up adequate sleep to get … Continue reading My Craziest Idea Yet: Sleeping
I stopped making the recipes passed down from my female ancestors when we started on our food sensitivity odyssey. For five Christmases, I searched out gluten-free, dairy-free alternatives that didn’t … Continue reading Creating Treasured Childhood Memories: An Amateur’s Guide
I made dinner tonight while wearing a firefighter’s helmet. This isn’t a metaphor. My son was wearing his construction hard hat and wanted me to wear the firefighter’s helmet. So … Continue reading ‘Tis the Season for Candy-Cane Mishaps.
I’ve been making a point of Doing One Thing these past several days. It’s been nice when I can manage it. I’m feeling more calm and dishes washed by hand … Continue reading Uni-tasking With Children: The Impossible Dream?
My son had two monster tantrums and two smaller tantrums today. Luckily, the smaller ones were the ones he had at the library, and he saved the monster ones for … Continue reading Mama Said There’d Be Days Like This