I am not good at asking for help. I don't like to admit I can't do anything, I don't generally like the way other people do things I want them to do, and I don't want to have to help other people do anything in response to their helping me. I am obviously kind of … Continue reading Best Mom Tip #174: Ask for help
I spend a lot of my time dealing with other people's behinds. I mean a LOT of time. Most moms do so because of the following reasons:1. Children poop on themselves, at least for the first couple of years.2. While potty training, they fail to wipe themselves well enough and get itchy behinds. 3. They … Continue reading Best Mom Tip #159: Use A&D Original Ointment
O.k, I guess that you have to take your kids to the doctor. It's probably illegal or something to deny them medical care. I did read an article recently about a woman who remembers being told by her Christian Scientist parents that her chicken pox were only in her mind and that she should pray … Continue reading Best Mom Tip #146: Don’t take your kids to the doctor
I have been out of town for a while and I was in a horrible vortex where the wi-fi was reeeaaallly slow and my phone's apps wouldn't work. At least there was a Starbucks outpost in the resort. I was surrounded by teenagers because I was chaperoning a trip for our church and they couldn't … Continue reading Best Mom Tip #143: Relive the moment
I just bought a can of frosting. I was assigned frosting for my daughter's school holiday party. Every household is expected to help with one party a year and I dutifully signed up for this one because I thought it seemed like the time of the year that I would feel most festive. My sole … Continue reading I am pretending I like class parties
I have apparently been starving my 4 month old son. He came into the world at 9 pounds and really packed on the weight for the first two months. These last two months, however, he lost a pound. I have been breast feeding him exclusively and have been really proud of myself for being able … Continue reading I have been starving my baby
All the people. Livin' for today. You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. Maybe someday you'll join us... Wait. Sorry. I went hippie there for a minute. I can't promise that it won't happen again, but I'll do my best. I really do have an active imagination. Even as … Continue reading Imagine…
I went into labor with my son 11 days after my due date. In August. In Atlanta. I outweighed my husband and was pretty close to edging out my brother who is a very large, very fit cop. I was swollen, grumpy, and verrrrrrry puffy. When I finally went into labor it was late at … Continue reading I choose…not to yell.
When my daughter was a few weeks old, my husband and I visited my parents who live about 40 minutes away from our house. My precious infant screamed bloody murder the whole way home. I felt like we were listening to cats being tortured or perhaps the sound of happiness dying. It was horrible. That … Continue reading Car seat? Torture Device? My baby can’t tell.