Monthly Archives: July 2011

Being a mom means: * Sometimes you walk into your living room to find that it has been toilet-papered like a tree at Halloween. * You end up taking your kid to the urgent care at 8:00 on Saturday night because … Continue reading →

I love bedtime. I live for bedtime. In my world, bedtime makes the rest of the day worthwhile. And each night, bedtime comes. Children are put in comfy pj’s featuring any number of popular Disney/Pixar characters. Approximately 412 bedtime stories … Continue reading →

Bless me, Parenting Police, for I have sinned. It has been forever since my last confession. Well, technically, this is my first confession. Here goes . . . Since I became a parent, I have committed the following indiscretions: • … Continue reading →

We survived. Our nerves may be shot, our dignity may be slightly bruised, our marriage may have been shaken, but the husband and I have survived another year of kid birthdays. My twins’ birthday is in June and my youngest’s … Continue reading →

During each of my children’s first years, I was like a hawk, constantly watching to make sure the milestones were being met at the right time. Being slightly Type A (if by slightly, you mean obsessively, compulsively Type A, that … Continue reading →

All sarcasm and snarky-ness aside, I do love my family. My husband is a great guy, and my children are the loves of my life. Our family was hard-won. Without going into gory details about shots and hanky-panky schedules and … Continue reading →

I need to apologize I am truly sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I regret what I did. I acted or spoke out of ignorance, and in all honesty, did not know what I was talking about. So, to … Continue reading →