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7 Good Gifts for Bad Moms (and if you don’t like them you could f*ck off)

The reason the movie Bad Moms was such a stinking success – so much so that they made a sequel for the holidays – is because it’s so true. Every mom strives to make the holidays perfect for their kids. Waking up in the wee morning and elbowing other moms for the toy of the year is the least of it. We think of fun places to put our elf, we wrap until our fingers hurt, we egg nog with...

Our Favorite Halloween Tradition

Come on guys.. you didn’t think I’d forget about the Halloween Bucket, did you? The most treasured tradition of all our Halloween traditions? Heck, maybe the most treasured of all our traditions, period, exclamation point! Let me remind you, we recently moved. To a different country. Across an ocean. We let go of and wept over many things we couldn’t bring with us when we left the Dominican Republic. But do you know what was packed in suitcase #1… the...

My Quest for Proper Pajamas

In my quest for adultness, I decided a while ago that I wanted to become a proper pajamas person. No more ratty old t-shirts with mismatched bottoms. No sir. A respectable mom adult wears luxurious PJs. Silky? yes, please. Flowy? Absolutely. Let’s be honest, we spend so much time in pajamas on the weekends that I want to wake up and hang around the house feeling like a 1950’s movie star. So I took my pajama game to Oysho*. I had...

At What Age Should Kids Leave the Nest?

The TV was on in the background as I scurried around the apartment getting our bags together to head out. Steve Harvey was on the Today Show talking with Savannah Guthrie about his new TV show and at the end of the segment, a couple of people from the audience were invited to ask Harvey, typical Harvey questions. But the question (and his answer) I’ve been thinking about was this one: When it comes to your little birds leaving the nest,...

The Day the Stitches Came

Everyday you parent a toddler is a day closer to the abyss of total insanity. You pick yogurt out of someone else’s nose while having to explain why you don’t put yogurt up your nose. You dodge bullets made of pasta bolognese and sautéed broccoli. You break up fights between two tyrannical parties that are arguing the same side (they just don’t know it because they’re crazy) and you worry constantly, about everything. About nothing. About everything. A day in the life of a...

How I’m Still Feeling Contractions

These were the first notes I ever took with my first iPod: 427 434 443 452 505 511 518 522 528 535 539 544 547 553 557 604 608 612 617 622 626 634 640 646 652 700 715 724 733 737 742 747 759 804 808 813 818 822 831 836 841 847 852 856 901 905 No. Those aren’t the weird numbers that showed up constantly on “Lost” – they are the times of my contractions when I went into labor with...

Turn Down the Courage

Free printable / This week’s special: I’m reminded of an article I read by the blogger/author mom of Momastery. In the article she is responding to a mom who asks her about what brave means. And Glennon responds by telling us of a situation when she took her daughters to get their ears pierced. Her youngest, jumped right onto the chair. No reservations. (Like my son.) Her little little was ready and everyone smiled and complimented how brave she was. When she was...

There Go the Fighters

Every life is an amalgam (a mixture or blend), and it is impossible to know what moments, what foibles, what charms will come to define us  once we’re gone. All we can do is live our lives fully, be authentically ourselves, and trust that the right things about us, the best and most fitting things will echo in the memories of us that endure… We are at the mercy of time, and for all the ways we are remembered, a...