It’s 10 pm in my house, and the kids are both asleep. The tiny one is swaddled, and finally breathing deep. My four year old is tucked in tight, his blanket on his head. I’m typing away by the glow of the screen, though my body is pleading for bed. You see it’s almost midnight, and…
Can I tell you a secret? Other moms piss me off. So I’ve decided to turn my FaceBook freak-outs frustration into a handy, informative blog post. For all y’all who have some advice to give. Yes, this is a community. Yes, your feedback is welcome. Yes, I am a huge proponent of everyone learning from…