I have been having this recurring dream. It plays over and over, and I can’t seem to shake it. And it’s so bizarre. I’m back in college and about to graduate. Or I’ve graduated, I can’t quite tell. Each time is a variation of the same dream. In any event, I start to freak out … More If you dream it, they will come.
It’s not too much to ask. Every year, moms get one day and one day only that they can request something. Or multiple things. I think last year for me, it was to get my nails done. This year, it was nothing monetary or alone activity. It was completely different. I didn’t want to have … More All I want for Mother’s Day
I do not have a poker face. A blessing and a curse, I suppose. Why hide how I feel if I really want to show my feelings on my face? My husband tells me all the time that you can see what I am feeling on my face and in my body language. I roll … More When to just grin and bear it.
Both my husband and I work. Full time. Our kids are in daycare, preschool, and elementary school. They do before care and aftercare, as both of our jobs start early and end late. They do camps in the summer. They have extracurricular activities, weekend sports, rec sports, and play dates that we take them to … More Keeping it Real in a Two Working Parent World
I’m so sorry to the dads out there. I have talked about “mom guilt” and how palpable it is when we do certain things. Dropping the kids at daycare even when we have a day off. Spending time on my cell phone, scrolling Facebook and Instagram to catch up on the day’s news. But I … More Dad guilt is a thing, too.
So this is more of a question for the men. What the EFF do you DO in the bathroom??? It’s been a bone of contention between my husband and I for as long as I can remember. He tells me he has to use the bathroom. He usually goes in there with his phone. I don’t … More What do they actually DO in there?
Thanks, Hallmark, for making a bigger deal out of every little holiday. It’s a minefield to be a parent these days, because if you forget to leave something that the leprechaun would have left, you are screwed. Your kids know, they remember, and remind you incessantly. Awesome. So when did this all happen? Was it … More When did the small holidays become the big ones?
I am 37 years old. Wayyyyy out of middle school. Far away from the cliques that plagued me, that left terrible notes in my locker, that ousted me from their groups. I overcame all of that, and I now have 3 kids, a loving husband, and a good job, as well as free time to … More Okay, moms, let’s be real.
It’s been ten years. Yes, I am proud of how far we’ve come, but I’m also frightened. There is so much that has changed that I never knew it would, or could, for both positive and negative. We are an amazing parental unit. We support each other, in discipline and otherwise, and we are usually … More What happened to the marriage I thought I’d have
Seriously, why do we? No matter what it is, we always look back and think, what could have I done differently to prevent this? And 99.9% of the time, it’s nowhere near our fault. Looking back to an earlier post (Your cheatin’ heart), I mean related to this. Currently, I am with the close friend … More Why do we always blame ourselves?