Tag Archive: kids

posted a blog on September 15, 2017

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,...  

posted a blog on August 16, 2017

My second child cried as he boarded the bus six years ago for his first summer of sleep away camp. He wrote letters home about the pain and torment of sleep away camp, telling us he wasn’t “manly enough for this,” and that we must come and get him. And then, the second he came...  

posted a blog on April 24, 2017

On any given Sunday in April, while you’re tending your garden or perhaps strolling through the park, hundreds of mothers and daughters are descending upon stages across the country. Instead of enjoying the new crisp spring weather, they choose instead to voluntarily lock themselves in dark venues in the name of fun. I am of...  

posted a blog on February 11, 2017

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...  

posted a blog on February 7, 2017

Divorce is grief. People categorize it differently, like a life change or a transition or maybe even a tragedy. They focus on the finances, who gets the kids, and if the adults are acting decent or like jack asses. But if you look at any one of those factors, aren’t they all loss? Life change,...  

posted a blog on January 18, 2017

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...  

posted a blog on January 8, 2017

Last weekend, I attended my first day-long meditation retreat. We’d done several sits, heard several talks, taken several breaks. But then came the retreat leader’s question, Who would you be if you stopped believing there was something wrong with you? The question smacked me in my head like a wet washcloth of realty. My eyes...  

posted a blog on December 22, 2016

I live on the edge of a college campus, the one that I attended for undergrad and graduate school. I grew up on another edge of that same campus as a kid, so I’m well-acquainted with the space. I walk the campus several times a week, my paths imprinted on its memory and mine. I...  

posted a blog on December 16, 2016

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...  

posted a blog on October 14, 2016

My kids are both tucked into their beds, sweaty hairs on the pillow, small warm bodies snuggled into fresh sheets with their overhead fans whirring and white noise all around. Like most other days, I snuck out from my son’s room and closed his door (wondering yet again if it was a good idea to...  

posted a blog on August 15, 2016

I love my dear husband.  I am one of those rare creatures that loved him from the minute I saw him across the room at a frat party at the ripe old age of nineteen.  Even though I was hot and heavy with someone else, we locked eyes, danced on couches to J-Lo and Ja-Rule’s, “I’m...  

posted a blog on July 20, 2016

My kids started their first foray into summer camp together last week. It’s a little 4-day-a-week day program at a church, where for 4 hours they go and paint and snack and play on the playground and learn music and dance and make friends. It’s not too hard for them to love it. This is...  

posted a blog on June 28, 2016

Let’s face it.  While we all might secretly think our fourth grader is the next Derek Jeter or Mariano Rivera, it is quite unlikely that he or she is going as far as the MLB. Still, we invest in sports, because sports can have so many positives for our children. It can promote teamwork, a...  

posted a blog on June 17, 2016

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...  

posted a blog on May 31, 2016

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...  

posted a blog on May 29, 2016

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...  

posted a blog on May 27, 2016

My daughter has a peanut allergy. We found it totally by accident while doing some testing for another suspected food allergy. That one came back clear and then the doctor said, “Oh, but she IS allergic to peanuts.” It might be hard for some to imagine how we couldn’t have had an inkling since she...  

posted a blog on April 28, 2016

I used to get antsy in silence Squirm and think up things I could do instead But now I crave it Now, the days of to-dos and two little voices in my life, and one big voice booming from within I crave it like salt or sweets or a cocktail or sex, Not something more...  

posted a blog on April 26, 2016

I respect educators. I understand the amount of time and dedication they put into their jobs. I know it’s often a thankless task that is far underpaid. I’ve seen teachers scrape the bottom of their purses to get a folder for a kid who has lost six of them in five months, but no matter...  

posted a blog on April 11, 2016

I just finished watering the bushes in our yard with a garden hose, holding a beer. I was wearing a sports bra and Umbros. Yep, I still have Umbros. I may have been muttering to myself and making overly-dramatic facial expressions, which only heightens the kind of woman I might have appeared to be. Furthermore,...  

posted a blog on March 31, 2016

A couple weeks ago, this text exchange between me and my babysitter, “A”, occurred: Me: Hey A, how was your weekend? Might you be available this Saturday evening? 🙂 Babysitter: HI!! awwww thx – it was awesome sauce lolzzz (happy face emoji, check mark emoji). Me and my group rolled deep, killing the game! (photo...  

posted a blog on March 23, 2016

I am one of the most expressive and open people I know. My friends and colleagues have always told me this. So you can imagine how difficult it would be to keep my plans for divorce to myself. Sort of like keeping the first couple of months of being pregnant secretive… only when you share THIS news, it...  

posted a blog on March 21, 2016

As I wandered the grocery store this morning, my eyes focused on a stunning woman accompanied by her preschool son. In passing, I caught snippets of their conversation, with the boy asking his mom for something and then her reply: “But Honey, every time I buy you something you think you’ll like you never eat...  

posted a blog on March 4, 2016

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...  

posted a blog on March 1, 2016

When did “superbusy” turn into something that women are supposed to be? It’s almost a competition: if you aren’t busy then you’re not doing a good job at your life as a mother, a wife, an employee, and a person in general. And that’s bullshit. I remember when I was growing up (and I’m not...  

posted a blog on February 19, 2016

When I was pregnant my husband was thrilled. He did all the things a good husband was supposed to do for his pregnant wife: he rubbed my belly with cocoa butter, he apologized profusely when he ate the last mini Snickers, and he talked to the baby taking up space in my ever-expanding stomach. I...  

posted a blog on February 6, 2016

At a certain point in your parenting experience, you stop dreading snow days. You no longer have to spend every snow day entertaining your children with sledding, art projects, and your very own circus acts. Your kids stop screaming at each other. And you. No one is going stir crazy. Instead, you relish the opportunity...  

posted a blog on January 20, 2016

The other day, our part-time nanny and I were each putting on one shoe on my toddler son. While I was still adjusting the sock seams at the toes, she was already adjusting the tongue of the shoe for the perfect fit. My son beamed at her. And it dawned on me: she’s a better...  

posted a blog on January 12, 2016

My mother always wanted a little boy, and said she would have named me Adam Eugene had I have come out with the right parts. Thankfully I didn’t, because you can never be too cool with a name like Eugene. My sister also disappointed her with her lady bits, and paid the price by being...  

posted a blog on January 6, 2016

There are days that I still think that I am 22.  Really.  Maybe it is the delusion of old age.  Maybe it is emotional survival.  Maybe it is that everything after 22 happened in the blink of an eye. And then there is today. Today, my college roommates messaged me to reminisce about the olden...  

posted a blog on December 31, 2015

Yep, you read that headline right, and I didn’t stutter. In the past few months there have been two kids in my general neck of the woods who have killed themselves because of bullying. I know people who homeschooled their kids because they were made fun of at school. My 7-year-old son has heard about bullying at school...  

posted a blog on December 25, 2015

It all started in Pre-K. Until then I was blissfully ignorant about the Elf on the Shelf. It wasn’t around when me and my sister were little, and I didn’t know anyone who did it. And then my son’s teacher introduced the classroom to an elf with some ridiculous name like Bell or Patches or...  

posted a blog on December 18, 2015

I have always been involved in my child’s education. I figure I didn’t go through all that pain and discomfort to get him here so that I could ignore him. But I typically leave the big titled positions to moms who stay at home and who aren’t scandalous divorcees. This year that wasn’t really possible....  

posted a blog on December 2, 2015

I came home Friday night and went to the mailbox to pick up the post. I noticed that handfuls – great giant handfuls – of my beautiful flowers were ripped out and thrown on the street. I knew immediately who was responsible: that asshole kid down the street. Or that other asshole kid that plays...  

posted a blog on November 12, 2015

SUBURBAN. I’m new to suburban life. I fought it tooth and nail for 8 years, refusing to give up the high-priced vibrancy and convenience of walking to Brooklyn’s eclectic cafes and shops, its diverse playgrounds and schools, for the inevitable sameness of an affordable home in the ‘burbs. I had visions of Stepford Wives, high...  

posted a blog on November 10, 2015

Let’s be real…nobody goes into a marriage thinking they will one day be divorced. And while my pre-marriage relationship certainly had some bumps and hurdles, I never thought it would happen to me. But it did. And it effing SUCKED. When we landed back home after more than a decade of moving around, it was...