The Best Is Yet To Come

Dear 23 Year Old Me, First off, you’re going to be really cold in that tiny sparkly top tonight.  It doesn’t even have a back to it, for gods sakes!  No really….go look in the mirror.  Do you see how your stomach peeks through between the top of your pleather clubbing pants and the bottom…

Three!

My sweet Max, Three years ago today, I was holding you in my arms for the very first time.  From the moment I saw your face, I knew that you were the little boy I had been waiting all of my life for.  Your eyes, your full little lips, your itty bitty arms and legs…

Evil Things I Want To Say To New Mothers

So here’s the thing. I may or may not have written a post  about how it’s really not very nice to judge other moms. “We’re all just trying our best”, I sweetly offered up.  It was supposed to be a cool salve to the burning cheeks of mortified mothers holding tantruming toddlers in grocery stores…

Sick

Max: “Owwwwwww!” Mommy: “What hurts honey?” Max: “Meeeeee!” It’s Day 2 of the high-fever-with-no-known-cause Version 2.0, and my poor little guy is miserable. Max: “I want some noo-noo’s!” Me: (gets up, makes noodles, brings them to Max’s nest of blankets on the couch) Max: (crying hysterically) “NOOOOOO!  I want NEW noo-noos!!!  NEW ones!” Me: (gets…

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…

What We Share

I suck at staying in touch.  I do.  If you know me in real life, you have probably sent me an email that I’ve ignored.  It wasn’t intentional….it was just….well… ..buried somewhere underneath a pile of mismatched toddler socks and hidden in between the couch cushions that I’m currently wiping peanut butter off of. (Don’t ask.  It…

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…