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I am almost always tired. I usually fall into bed at a reasonable hour – most nights anyways. But every once in a while I need to stay up late. Sometimes it’s binging on a TV show or reading or taking a bath. Occasionally I…
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There are typically two of us on the weekend, but when my husband has a big work event, his evenings and weekends get slammed. The following is a timeline of one day of parenting alone. I don’t know how how…
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My former self would never have imagined the situations I’d find myself in and the things I’d say when I had kids. I’m saving this top 10 list to remind myself exactly what I went through when they’re teenagers so that I…
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I have a Threenager. This summer, he’ll be a Fournado – but let’s deal with one emotional apocalypse at a time. My son has feelings. Big, big, nuclear feelings. They are spectacular to witness, in much the same way that…
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My kids have grandparents, but they don’t have “grandparents.” When I was a kid, my Nana Helen and Grampsy Leo would dote over me. They let me sleep over pretty much every weekend. They indulged me when I had special…
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I’m betting I’m not alone in this, so feel free to give me your 2 cents. Birthday parties drive me nuts! These kid parties are out of control. Now let me preface this rant by saying, I love throwing birthday…
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How many of us parents can say that our children are picky eaters. Some of us may even say that we have also picky spouses to tend with when trying to meal plan and prepare healthy meals. We sat down…
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I compiled this list during a time when the baby was very new and still waking to eat during the night (the situation has since improved. Now he only wakes me up for really important things, like a crease in…
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Menopause. I know, right? We spend most of our lives trying not to have babies, we finally get around to having them around 40, and then – like we need to be kicked when we’re down – bam! Menopause hits. When you have…
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Several months ago, my son comes home and asks me, “What’s for dinner?” “Well,” I replied, “We’re eating roasted chicken, grilled rapini and mashed potatoes.” “Sounds yummy!” he declared, wandering into the living room. Translation: “I will be eating none…
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Working in a school makes me more aware of things to watch in my son. We have speech therapists that work for the school board. One day I asked one of the therapists about when (my 16 month old at…
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