Tag Archive: children

On one of my early dates with my now husband I remember him talking about how some of his friends didn’t really understand his commitments to his daughter as he ‘only’ saw her every other weekend. I said to him, “You’re her dad everyday regardless of if you see her or not”. Reflecting on this now,...  

Maybe it is heartless, but I never understood the whole “waving as the bus leaves for sleep away camp” thing. You knew they are leaving. You can’t really see them through the bus windows. But, you continue to stand there, staring at the tinted windows, waving at random children whom you’ve convinced yourself belong to...  

So I’m not so sure about  Tuesday’s anymore. I work four ten hour shifts and Tuesday is my day off. It used to be filled with chasing kids around changing diapers making lunch, 2nd lunch and cleaning. My kids are all in school full time now. Here I sit with three baskets of laundry in...  

One recent Wednesday afternoon my 3rd grade daughter – I’ll just call her M – came off the bus visibly upset.  She’s a moody one, so sometimes she comes off the bus cranky and kvetchy, but this was full on misery. She proceeded to break down in tears as soon as she got in our car. M...  

Why Can’t I Be Like Other People?   Someone overheard you say these words.  And that someone relayed that to me.  My heart has been sitting in my throat ever since and there are tears in my eyes that won’t dry. If you could see what I see; know what I know; sense what I sense….you would...  

You know what I like? I like waking up in the morning and still seeing the white scape of the moon in the morning sky. And it’s imprinted in the blue just like it was the night before when I saw it, driving home from a movie. It’s like a clear white snowy version of...  

Dear fifth grade boy, Let me start out by saying how happy I am for you. You’ve made it this far in life without being murdered by your parents – and that is a feat in and of itself. You haven’t contracted an incurable disease from eating weird shit off the ground, and you haven’t...  

As a solo parent while it would seem like a trip to the park would be like a walk in the park. Peaceful and pleasant. Wrong. With an 8 year old daughter who is the chattiest Cathy on the planet, a trip to the park is almost physically painful. As I sit in the car...  

My son is a strapping young man. He’s handsome. He’s confident. He’s burly. He’s a jokester with a soft heart. He’s got a mess of wispy blonde curls and bright blue eyes. He’s like the prankster you grow to love (and excuse from all his pranks.) He kisses and hugs with wild abandon, and speaks...  

A year ago this week, my husband was staffed in Brooklyn. We live in Florida. He’s a consultant and gets staffed here and there; I work from home, so I can go here and there with him. To me, this looked like a prime opportunity to pick up out Floridian existence and live amidst the...  

When I first had my baby, my sense of humor went on hiatus. Sure, sometimes I felt amazed and content, but often I was a weeping, cranky mess who couldn’t believe my perfect child was going to be in our apartment, needing me, all the time. A few months in, while nursing my infant for the millionth time...  

“Never do for your kids, what they can do for themselves,” said some wise parent somewhere. I emailed my daughter’s teacher about her paper because she’d pilfered points from her essay citing a comma shortage. The teacher thought my daughter had left out commas where she should’ve put them. Now, as far as my daughter’s...  

I really wanted to write a post about a disastrous date Saturday on my personal blog, but then I faltered – what if my kid’s teacher read it? What about his friend’s moms? In the age of social media nothing is really that private anymore, so I got all fickle and changed my mind. I...  

Some people have a hard time understanding exactly what I do. They can’t wrap their head around the life of a momblogger. Particularly people who spend their time chained to a cubicle, drinking subpar coffee and eating pastries left over from the 9am sales meeting (Been there, done that). So, I decided to paint a...  

My family and friends will be shocked when I tell you that I don’t really enjoy my birthday. I always use the excuse that it is overshadowed by Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, and National Cheesesteak Day. But the truth is, I just don’t like getting older. I know, I know. No one likes getting older, and the...  

How many times have you heard someone tell you, “My child would never do something like that,” only to know that the child in question is guilty of the wrong-doing in question? No matter how old you are, no matter what your intentions, it is always best to mind your own business when it comes...