Making my kids hate me one post at a time.
I originally wrote this post for the blog Mommy Shorts when she was just on the verge of explosion into second-time motherhood. I’d already been there for about 9 months at the time and was constantly struck by how different I was with the second one than the first one. With Asher, everything had to […]
I had my first baby 6 years ago last week. How did he get to be 6 already??? On his birthday, between muffin-making and school-party-attending, I was obsessing thinking about how exciting it was to find out I was pregnant with Asher and then I started thinking about how freaking obsessed with baby products I […]
Confession: I wanted to be Miss America when I was a little girl. Worse confession: I was actually in training for it, if you consider being in a few “Toddlers & Tiaras” and high school/college pageants being “in training” for Miss America. My titles were few and far between. I believe I was officially “Little […]
1. Kate Middleton is in labor and the royal baby will be here soon. 2. The shirt I’m wearing is slightly wrinkled. 3. The baby is currently sucking the cheese off of each individual macaroni. 4. I haven’t cleaned the lint filter in my dryer in a while. 5. Kris Jenner has her own talk […]
Let’s go way, way back in time and assume Adam and Eve take one look at the apples, decide they’re nasty and refuse to even try them (in other words, they behave like my children). How would the world be different? Likely it would be different in every way, but because I like salacious stuff, […]
You know that moment when you need to cook something for dinner but you haven’t been to the grocery store for a week? So you go to your freezer and are finally motivated enough to bend all the way down and move aside the ice crystal-covered frozen peas and half-black bunches of bananas that’ve colonized […]
I had my kids a bit later in life than I planned. Would I have liked to have had them earlier? Maybe. But I’m oh-so-thankful to have been blessed with these little stinkers regardless of the fact that they were a little fashionably late to the party. What’s weird about my experience being an “older” […]
I first had a yen for a daughter at a time when I was far too young to conceive one. I carried baby dolls with names like Lucy and Amy with me everywhere, gently putting them to sleep in baskets and dresser drawers, tucking their blankets tightly around them. As I grew too old for dolls, […]
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