I don't smoke. I never have more than one glass of wine. I drink two cups of half-caff coffee a day, equaling one cup of regular brew. I don't get chemical peels or botox. I don't have any tattoos and I haven't gotten a piercing since high school. Sure, I seem like the life of... Continue Reading →
The best part about having a blog instead of a private diary is the ability to publish my grievances to be read by my faithful followers, who will share my indignation and grumble curses at those who've wronged me. Isn't that the point of all social media? To declare "I was rear-ended by an idiot!"... Continue Reading →
When I think about all the things that have to go just right in order to conceive a child, every pregnancy truly seems like a miracle. For future parents who want a child more than they've ever wanted anything, the pressure is enormous to not be the weak link in their own conception story. Though... Continue Reading →
Stay at home moms like me have pretty open schedules. Literally, an iPhone calendar that is completely blank, save for an OB checkup every four weeks since becoming pregnant. When my mom, sister and aunt decided to plan a trip to visit in September, I told them to pick any weekend they could all get... Continue Reading →
With two boys under four terrorizing my home, I'm curious how our third child, due February 2018, will handle the madness. I don't worry much about things falling into place because as a seasoned mother, I know I have absolutely no control over the future, and any concerns swirling in the jumbled soup of my... Continue Reading →
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