It’s been such a long time. Here’s what we’ve been up to!
How much more can we take before the world overflows with hate?
Living in a small town, money can buy a lot, but it sure can’t buy you brains or class.
I didn’t make friends easily as a child. Elementary school, where friends should be the easiest to make, was difficult for me. I was never tall enough, skinny enough, pretty enough or in possession of the necessary cool things. I wouldn’t say that I was bullied, I just wasn’t… Popular. Now, that’s not to say… Continue reading Red Rover, Red Rover, send THAT mommy over!
Mom-shaming. Something that we think we’re not doing, but we are, it’s just disguised as well-intentioned advice about non-harmful parenting. #lifeasajewishmom #parenting #momshaming #lovepeaceandchickenschmaltz
A few days ago I opened my page up for reader “collaboration”. Basically, I wanted to hear what the kids in your lives sounded like. Do they sound like my own kids? Better? Worse? Funnier? SMARTER?! After reading through all of the submissions, I realized a few things; we swear WAY too much, our kids somehow know how to use said naughty words in the proper context, a lot of kids are funnier than me, a lot of kids are smarter than me and, lastly, we’re all definitely doing something right. Yes, they may be swearing and ordering us around, but they are all pretty well-rounded and sweet people.
The sufferance of man-colds have nothing on babies who are under the weather!
Trying to decide what you need to bring on vacation is probably more stressful than wedding planning.
Do you remember the days where you could go out, party, fall into bed at 3am and then rise whenever you felt like it? No? Me neither. Mommy brain has completely wiped that freedom from my memory. I’m still not sure if forgetting is a blessing or a curse, though. I’ve had so many… Continue reading How to celebrate New Years Eve when you have young kids
It’s always the most comforting thing in life to realize how not alone we are. That we all struggle. That our houses are messy, our toilets are a battlefield of peepee and Lord knows what else, our sinks full of dishes and our laundry overflowing. That one room gets cleaned and only lasts long enough… Continue reading A gentle reminder to ourselves