Keeping the schedules of me, my husband, and our two sons straight is like having to complete a 1,000 piece jig saw puzzle. While canoeing. In the open ocean. During a hurricane. Just kidding it’s way harder than that. Every Sunday night (don’t judge, I do wait until the last minute) I pull up my […] Read more…
have two sons, two rescue dogs and a husband. I am the only living thing producing estrogen in my house. Up until recently I had managed to keep the hormonal balance pretty even—or so I thought. My illusion came crashing down around me two years ago when I showed my son a picture of a […] Read more…
My parents are my saviors when it comes to helping me with my children. They pick them up twice a week from school, are always up for babysitting duty and school vacations – they have them covered. I swear I’m not trying to suck up to them (okay maybe a little) but they are seriously […] Read more…
In the year of a working mother I’d say December is the equivalent of competing in an Ironman triathlon. Holiday cards, family photo shoots for the holiday cards which require hour of shopping for coordinating but not matchy-matchy outfits, decorating the house, holiday parties, cookie bakes, presents – for friends, for family, for kids, for […] Read more…
I was grabbing dinner items in Safeway Friday night with my youngest when out of habit I checked my Facebook feed while standing in line to check out. There were several posts that read: “Praying for Paris,” “My heart aches for Paris, “or some version of those sentiments. And of course I knew. Common sense […] Read more…
I ran a 200 miles relay race as part of a twelve person team this week. I slept a total of three hours in 36 hours – and I’m being generous here. Even this meager amount of sleep was possible only because one of my superpowers is that I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, under any […] Read more…
When I originally thought of writing this blog I almost titled it: My Son is an A**hole. There are times when my son literally pushes me to the edge. He makes me feel like I am living with a ten-year-old Donald Trump. He’s a pushy, demanding, entitled, know-it-all. He’s loud and relentless. He drives me […] Read more…
I’m so busy during the day I forget to pee or eat. Which makes sense, because I can only forget the first bodily function if I’ve neglected the second. I’ve picked up my children later from after school care late three times the last three times I’ve had to pick them up. As a result […] Read more…
I was out to dinner with some girlfriends when the topic turned to birth control methods – you know because chicks talk about everything. My sweet and always well-mannered friend (think Charlotte from Sex in the City) informed me that she knew I was taking the pill because my eight-year-old son Sam had told her […] Read more…
I am fascinated by the Catholic Church. I attended Catholic school from first through sixth grade. I was sent there by my very much not religious agnostic mother and atheist father. It’s like a set up for a bad sitcom, right? I loved my Catholic school education though was always deeply skeptical of organized religion […] Read more…