The War on Wearing Pajamas at Noon

A few days ago, Sean walked through the door after work and announced “I know exactly what you should blog about next! Democrats don’t believe that stay-at-home moms work hard!” Of course he was talking about the recent comment made by Hilary Rosen about Ann Romney, and how she “never worked a day in her…

Bye-Bye Bottles

There is a deep chasm of fear and failure that separates the mother that I am, and the mother that I long to be. When I was pregnant with Max, I was SO good at parenting that some days I amazed even myself. I took classes on breastfeeding and childbirth at a swanky private boutique…

For Toulouse, With Love

Toutes mes condoléances. Toutes mes condoléances.  Please accept my deepest condolences. A few days ago, a gunman in Toulouse, France opened fire on a Jewish day school.  A preschool.  An elementary school.  A safe place for parents to bring their children to learn, and worship.  A place where the most difficult storm to weather should…

Judge Me, I Dare You

There’s an article over at BlogHer today that has me all fired up.  It’s about judging parents, and how it’s actually ok. Except it’s not. It was written by a new mom, someone whose blog I actually really like.  A young mom.  A mom who maybe hasn’t weathered the storms of toddler reflux, breastfeeding failure, post-partum…

If You’re Going Through Hell….

Max’s soft little breaths waft through the baby monitor tonight, a smooth staccato rhythm of peaceful sleep. He’s tucked in safe, cuddled up to his enormous Buzz LightYear doll pillow. My heart is full of love and pride….and relief. We’ve come a long way, this little family of mine. A year ago we were driving through a…