I need to rant here. We are running through Band-aids faster than popsicles in our house. It's like there's a hidden sniper following us wherever we go. The kids and I will be walking around just fine and then all of a sudden, for no apparent reason, one of them goes flying through the air and … Continue reading Band-Aid Aid
Ever since we renovated our master bathroom a month ago I have this urge to make the rest of our house just as nice. Grown-up nice. Furniture that I didn't have to assemble myself nice. A bright white kitchen that gleams in the sunlight. A walk-in pantry with a secret shelf for all the cookies … Continue reading Why We Can’t Have Nice Things
Lately it seems like all I do is yell. I have two volumes: silence and yelling. I don't know if it's because the kids' behavior is getting increasingly worse (or should I say difficult rather than worse?) or if my patience is running particularly thin these days, but yelling has become the new normal. I … Continue reading What the Yell
Today was not only AJR's last day of school for the summer, it also marked the last day of school EVER at his current school. We said our goodbyes to the teachers and staff we have loved for so long and I'll be damned if it doesn't feel a little bit like a break-up. A … Continue reading Saying Goodbye
You may have noticed but I am obsessed with my children's sleep. I've only been blogging for two years but I venture to say that roughly 30% of my posts are sleep related. I can't help it. Sleep affects EVERYTHING. My mood, the kids' mood, the cleanliness of our house, the amount of online shopping … Continue reading Nap No More?
It's been two years since I posted the original "I Want to Be a Dad" post in honor of Father's Day. In the last two years our kids have grown and so have the reasons why I am jealous of my husband and dads everywhere. Obligatory caveat & schmoopy warning so I don't look like … Continue reading Part II: I Want To Be a Dad
It is virtually impossible for me to have a conversation with another adult if my kids are around. Like a moth to a flame, they are drawn in by this rarely-seen interaction that doesn't involve or revolve around them. I dread having to make phone calls if they're in the immediate vicinity. It doesn't matter … Continue reading Why Mom Can’t Talk To Other Adults