We’ve all heard someone say they “slept like a baby,” but those of us who have taken care of a newborn during their first few months of life probably laugh at the idea – because as we know, sleeping like a newborn baby is definitely not something you should brag about.
Category: Mom Zone
You’ve landed in the Mom Zone. Grab a cup of coffee and let yourself take a time out in this world of words written by women who know the pain of potty training, remember sleep (sort of) and wouldn’t trade the world for a sticky peanut butter and jelly kiss.
Pregnancy is like a magnet for strangers. For some reason, the sight of your pregnant belly makes people want to touch you, talk about your body, ask inappropriate questions and share unsolicited stories and advice. (No, I really DON’T want to hear about the hemorrhoids you got when you were pregnant in 1965.)
I really didn’t enjoy that part of being pregnant, so I thought when he was born it would be over. Although I’m not constantly being asked about my pregnancy or having unwanted hands on my belly, I’ve met an entirely new monster: people wanting to touch my baby. Read more →
I was all proud of myself for creating the best summer camp ever for our 2-year-old twins, Dakota and Montana, on the deck off my home office where I could watch them with joy and also get a few things done (I am wicked paranoid about kids and water and truly watch them every second. I’ve heard the stories, and so have you). Read more →
I was taking our two-year-old twins for a walk yesterday in Paris, strolling down a street near Notre Dame, and someone behind me was walking in some super high heels. I guessed this upon hearing the intense sound of clip-clopping on the pavement. I walk fast, very fast, but this sister (I assumed) was right on my heels. Pun intended.
It occurred to me how much power high heels have, with the intensity of the sound as a person walks in them. Read more →
I had a brief fling with being a stay-at-home mom. It was called “maternity leave.” Just kidding! No, I actually did try it out for a few years (freelancing during naptime and nighttime) and by the time my second child was two, I knew I had to go back. Captain Feathersword appeared in my dreams way too often. I found myself missing strange things, like the scent of printer cartridge. Oh, and money? I missed that, too.
Rejoining the rat race was a decision that caused me some major mommy guilt. But maybe I would have felt better about this choice if I’d known about this new survey by researchers at University of Akron and Penn State University. Read more →
As I was growing up, my mom used what I would call “tough love” to teach me several important life lessons. But of course, I didn’t realize how important this tough love was until I was able to look back on what I’d learned and discover how it helped me grow and move forward.
After giving birth to Jacob, I noticed my nails were getting brittle and unsightly. And since I don’t have a spare minute to cut, file and paint them, I decided to get my nails done at a salon. I thought it would be relaxing.
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