E Tea
In which the author celebrates her tendency to hoard...everything. This trait has finally come to some good use, as now her daughter can enjoy the spoils of hoard.
View ArticleThat Niggling Question
There comes a time in every mother’s life when she asks herself: “Am I raising a sociopath?” Oh, you mean you’ve never asked that question? Never? So your kid has never said, with a sweet smile on her...
View ArticleOne Small Banana to the Head…
…One Giant Leap for Mommies Everywhere So I promised I wouldn’t name any names. But I heard the greatest story last week, about a mommy who threw half of a banana at her husband’s head. First, applause...
View ArticleHow Teaching High School Prepared Me for Parenthood…
…and how it didn’t. Now that Z has hit the magical age of TWO, my life has moved from the Fast Lane to the Super Fast Lane…with nightly visits to the Family Bed (Of Pain) [more on the Family Bed (Of...
View ArticleParenting Soundtracks
Anita Renfroe had the right idea when she created “Momisms” and sang it to the tune of the William Tell Overture. The problem is her song condenses everything, so we can’t use it in place of real...
View ArticleThe No-Nap Blues
The No-Nap Blues: I’m singin’ ‘em. Yesterday, I, the Ever-Suffering Mother, sat through an hour of listening to my child whine in the next room. “I don’t want to sleep. Let me up. Let me up!” (As if I...
View ArticleRe-Post: Grace
I’m sure I’m really missing everyone during this week of internet (nearly) blackout. If you’re really missing me, too, feel free to visit this old post, Grace: Click here to read something cool from...
View ArticleWriting Prompt: Found Letter
Recently I started following the YA Muses blog, after I met Katy Longshore at a local get-together. The prompt is this: “At a used book sale, you purchase a leather-bound volume. At home, you thumb...
View ArticleQuiet Time? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
There are, in the world, parents who probably consider us lucky that Z continued napping until she was nearly three. I try to remember this when I’m tearing out my hair and sobbing on the phone to my...
View ArticleThere are nights…
There are nights that sleep descends on me like a blanket coming down and I stay in sleep so easily, disturbed by not a sound. But then there are the nights with incidents my earplugs cannot mute potty...
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