All of a sudden, my stage five clinger has totally turned on me. Since birth, Olivia has been all about mommy all the time. However, whether it's my stern, mommy-don't-play-that attitude or the fact that she's just grown bored of me, Dad is totally fetch right now. A part of me is a little hurt. … Continue reading Daddy’s Girl
I say this all the time. Especially when I'm writing anything less than a glowing review of motherhood and my children. It's a phrase that all moms and parents utter from time to time if they feel their complaints are too scathing, too cold-blooded, too un-nurturing. It's the universal disclaimer, the parental version of "with … Continue reading The Mom Disclaimer
In my mind and so long as I avoid the mirror, I'll always be in my mid-20s. However, there are some cold, hard facts that lately have aggressively slapped me in the face to let me know that I'm no longer a carefree 20something with plenty of years to invest wisely for retirement. Nay, I … Continue reading Older and Wiser. But Mostly Just Older
Two weeks ago I started penning a blog post called "The Not-So-Terrible-Twos" Olivia was enjoying a hot streak of not being an asshole and I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Let's be real. Two is a bear of an age, which why it's referred to as terrible. Two-year olds are emotionally unstable, hangry 99% of … Continue reading The Two-Faced Twos
