I came up with a new title for myself and moms like me- I call it- the squishy mom. No, I’m not talking about what happens to your abs after three kids. I’m talking the opposite of a crunchy mom- a squishy mom. Okay so really, I’m still a little bit crunchy. I mean, I […]Read more "Squishy Mom"
Life has been crazy, I feel like its been forever and a day since I blogged. When life hands you crazy, you keep your head down and pummel through. And life has handed me a whole bunch of crazy recently, in the form of three little people. We had a block party a couple weeks […]Read more "Sweep the Leg!"
It occurred to me recently that I’ve become my father. Back in the late 80s and early 90s, I would sit in the backseat of our dark blue Dodge Caravan and listen to my father wax poetic about music these days. Jan & Dean or the Beach Boys would play in the background while he […]Read more "They Just Don’t Make Music Like They Used To"
Three years. I hadn’t been to the dentist in three years. Turns out, they won’t let you go when you’re pregnant; and, I’ve spent a lot of time either pregnant or in a postpartum haze. Normally, I would be pretty excited about the prospects of professional teeth cleaning; I just love that slippery clean tooth […]Read more "Brush Your Damn Teeth"
If only I had a genie like Shimmer and Shine (3 wishes EVERY day!), these are things I’d ask for: Fancy Pants- look like jeans, compress like Spanx and fit like pajama pants. Because you can’t wear yoga pants all the time Never ending coffee cup- always full, always the right temperature. Cream & sugar, […]Read more "I Know What Moms Like, I Know What Moms Want"
Sometimes, parenting stinks. While I could do a whole post on the metaphorical ways parenting sometimes stinks, this one is all about the literal. And I’m #soblessed that I wouldn’t dare insinuate that life with kids is anything other than unicorns, rainbows and Elsa popsicles. I TRY not to be the stinky one. I use […]Read more "What’s That Smell?"
Everything I know in life about parenting I learned from raising my three kids. “Three kids?!” you say. That should make you an expert. I’d like to think so, but that’s a big N-O. I’ve learned that just when you think you know what you’re doing, the next one changes everything up. What worked for […]Read more "Parenting Expert"