Mom 101
Why Parents Can Benefit From Being Friends With Their Children
Just because I like to treat my daughter like a friend, doesn’t mean I don’t also parent. There is a balance.
Why We Need to Reclaim Our Weekends
I often feel pressure to pack everything into the weekend. My weekends end up just as tightly scheduled as my weekdays and before I know it, Monday has rolled around and I don’t feel rested at all.
Parents Should Really Stop Asking ‘What Do You Want To Do When You Grow Up?’
I know the rest of the world is in a rush and impatient – I can’t even sit through a 3 second advertisement anymore – but I would like my kid to be a kid for as long as possible.
Does It Make Me a Bad Mom That I’m Thrilled My Kids Don’t Excel at Anything?
I’m actually thrilled that so far my kids don’t seem to excel at anything that will 1) cost us a ton of money, 2) take up a ton of time, and, probably most importantly to this non-morning person, 3) require super-early mornings.
My Son Prefers His Father and It Breaks My Heart
If I walk in the door after coming home from work, I’ll hear my son excitedly yell out, ‘Daddy’s home!! Daddy’s home!!” To which I then have to break the devastating news that, ‘Sorry. It’s just me. Mommy’s home.’
Here’s What Happened When I Let Go of Family Traditions
Things are changing. My kids are getting older and all the traditions are inevitably morphing into something new. And my heart is breaking just a little.
Have a Fall Baby? Here’s One Reason Why
So how did my darling teenage daughter respond to my, ‘I brought you into this world,’ line? She said, ‘No you didn’t bring me into this world. Alcohol did.’
How to Support A Loved One Dealing with Infertility During the Holidays
Not too long ago, I sat in a crowded gymnasium lined with metal chairs while my students sang Christmas carols on a wooden stage. They were adorable, but all I could think about was the fact that another Christmas had come and I was still not a mother.
I’m So Over the Hot Mess Mom Memes
Sometimes being a mom and having your shit together is really, really hard. But it’s become a joke. It’s a joke for other parents, friends and family. I have become the “Hot Mess Mom”. But I’m not one. I’m just exhausted.