As I walked into the mom’s group I attend twice a month, I noticed there was a new mom at the refreshment table. After talking for a few minutes, she told the rest of us that she was the mother of a 6-week-old. She looked amazing! She had a flat stomach and far less eye bags than I remembered having. [Insert jealousy here.] "You don't look like you just had a baby!" I exclaimed. more
It's easy to be annoyed or overwhelmed by the new duties that being a parent brings. But when life doesn't go as planned, it can be a reminder for us to cherish every moment. more
Tiredness and parenthood go hand in hand. Here are a few tips to help you win the battle. more
Making friends isn’t always easy…especially when you’re a new mom. more
Studies and articles about how kids ruin your life have been all the rage lately, but the inverse is also true. Those little people can actually make your life more fulfilling and meaningful.
I found myself reading Bringing Up Bébé into the wee hours last night, ravenously curious about what French parenting revelation the author, Pamela Druckerman, would share with me next. more
Father's Day is Sunday! We do a lot of dissecting and bemoaning and celebrating this work of motherhood, but fathers are somehow often ignored. Now we hope to rectify our oversight in one day. Let's get to work, ladies! more
We’re itching in our britches to leave school behind and get out into summer. Into the long summer afternoons when the days stretch into night and watermelon drips down our elbows. Tie up loose ends at school and get ready, it’s coming. more
Yesterday, I was riding the bus, minding my own business. I can’t always say that, but yesterday it was true. Then, this beautiful moment unfolded.
A group of grandmas (pardon my presumption, but I’m painting a picture) were saying goodbye to one of their friends about to get off the bus, everyone wishing everyone else a happy Mother’s Day. As one grandma stepped off the bus and onto the curb, she said to no one and everyone, “happy Mother’s Day to all mothers!” more
Like everyone else until the day you’re anointed a mom, I spent my life on the appreciating end of Mother’s Day, which meant that every year about this time I was reliably filled with dread. How do you sufficiently appreciate your mother in one day? Does a pancake breakfast in bed suffice? What if you add blueberries? Maybe a Mother’s Day card that sings “Wind Beneath My Wings”?