I wear a lot of hats. Most mothers do. We have children. We have dentist appointments to schedule, fridges to clean out, socks to find, birthday party RSVPs to make, coats to find, bills to mail, laundry to rewash because we forgot to dry it...Sometimes I feel like I'm giving less than the whole me to everything that's important.
They were pouring into the donut shop. One, after another, after another. I watched as more and more women arrived to celebrate the birthday of a mother who stood in the middle of the group, surprised and delighted. Every time I thought the gathering...When you think of women you know who seem to be in the middle of it all, don't picture me.
I am 41 years old and, of all the things I've learned to accept in my life, aging has not yet become one of them. The day my lipstick starts bleeding up the newly-formed lines on my upper lip is the day the astronauts will hear me screaming all...Of all the things I've learned to accept in my life, aging has not yet become one of them.
I took the kids to the pet store on this Martin Luther King Jr. holiday morning, thinking we'd get bird seed to make peanut butter and bird seed pine cones this afternoon. We love all the birds that come to our yard, and even keep a running list of...This is one of those moments where you know you have to make a stand, hoping it sticks so that the offense is never repeated.
There was a terrible thing that happened in Arizona last weekend. A terrible thing. The person who caused that terrible thing to happen appears to suffer from some type of serious mental illness. Things this person had written, which were...I don't know what brought Jared Loughner to rob the world of so many innocent lives, but what I do know is that we have a crappy mental health system in this country.
I don't do babies well. I'm not sure why. I love my children. I dare you to even question that. Double dog dare you. But the baby part? Not so much. If I could have someone deliver more of my progeny to me only once they are able to talk and...If I could have someone deliver more of my progeny to me only once they are able to talk and sleep through the night, I'd have eleventeen more kids.
A couple of weeks ago, my husband told me he thought our son was starting to question the existence of Santa Claus. I didn't believe him. My boy is a 9-year-old who loves the magic of Christmas, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy ... there was just no...I knew we were getting close to non-believer status, but I was sure there was still time.
Paint the nursery. Buy the onesies. Write the birth plan. These days, women are encouraged to create birth plans as part of their preparation for having a baby. In them, the mom-to-be describes what she does or does not want to have happen during...You might have a plan, but plan for things to not go according to plan.
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry ... You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why ... Thursday, after school: My 4-year-old daughter is playing with a stuffed animal. And what's that she's also got? A plastic bag. That's not going...As the holidays approach, who can resist a little disciplinary assistance from the man in red?
In nine more days, I will turn 41 and will complete what has turned out to be an amazing year, my "Year of Doing It Anyway." I spent the first four decades of my life not doing a whole heck of a lot of things simply because I was afraid. I...What should you do if you're not certain you're going to succeed at something? Do it anyway.
Recently, feminist Erica Jong wrote a piece in the Wall Street Journal on today's popular parenting methods and how she feels they imprison mothers. She believes philosophies like Attachment Parenting or Green Parenting have "encouraged female...Why are we judging other moms on their parenting philosophies?
I like parenting and "mommy" websites. I love ParentDish (bias, anyone?) and I enjoy checking out all of the other sites as well. I follow them on Twitter. I watch their bloggers. I know that gobs of women visit these websites, too, and pay close...Why is the media perpetuating the myth that moms with PPD are murderous villains who are not to be trusted?
Perhaps I'm showing my age a little bit, but I don't get the appeal of Facebook games like Mafia Wars or FarmVille. If you need to kill time, I suppose there's nothing wrong with a little mindless entertainment, no matter what form it takes. Yet...If you can't get through the day without playing video games, it might be time to get help.
My oldest just turned 9. His innocence is still fairly solid, but I see the edges starting to fray a bit. I'm not ready. I want to protect Jack from everything that is ugly or "grown up" about the world. I don't want to talk about sex. I don't...When the author's 9-year-old son asked her about suicide, she wanted to change the subject. Instead, she decided to embrace her opportunity.
I had postpartum obsessive-compulsive disorder with the birth of my first child in 2001. I know what it feels like to see all the other new moms around you happy and glowing while you feel like a miserable monster. Because of how much it truly...Life pretty much sucks when you have postpartum depression. Our new columnist tells the truth about her miserable start at mommyhood.