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Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
On some random Saturday when we were young, my sister and I were chowing down on some Pringles. My one-of-a-kind grandfather noticed and immediately scolded us saying that we shouldn’t eat those anymore because they are not real potatoes. He said they...
Blog Posted by Julie Lachtay of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Okay so diving straight in to magic might be too big a leap for you. How about ‘holistic’ or ‘natural’, ‘alternative medicine” if you feel more comfortable with that? It doesn’t really matter what you choose to call it. It’s...
Blog Posted by Jill Wexler of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Normally when I have a life crisis, my Inner Bitch is there to set me straight. You know damned well your coworker is a passive-aggressive witch. You know this, so knock that shit off about your feelings being hurt. My...
Blog Posted by Jen Schwartz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Making new mom friends isn’t always easy. Actually, it’s a lot like dating. You fear rejection. You want to have chemistry with that new mom you meet at mommy and me class. You want her to like you. Will her...
Blog Posted by Deborah Notis of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 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...
Blog Posted by Karen Meister of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I admit it. I took the candy. And at 9 years old, I felt so guilty that under the cloak of darkness, I jumped the fence, crossed the busy street, put the stolen candy in the mailbox in front of...
Blog Posted by Amber of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Both my boys are huge fans of Leonardo Di Caprio. My oldest loves the movie Titanic, and my youngest takes a liking to anything his older brother does, so we've read countless books, trivia, and watched a plethora of documentaries,...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
There's often a village of humans helping us find our way in this crazy world, especially as we're growing up. The village may be comprised of our parents, grandparents, other relatives, friends of the family, teachers, etc... Not everyone's village...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
My son's little league career ended this spring....it's quite alright....no big drama. He simply aged out of the program and doesn't have the skill or desire to continue on to more competitive teams... It was a wonderful experience for all of...
Blog Posted by Deborah Notis of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
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,...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
As I'm desperately working to finalize the yearbook for my daughter's elementary school, I keep thinking...WHY did I raise my hand for this? HOW did this happen? Did I really volunteer for this?! I mutter, "Man, this is a lot of work....
Blog Posted by fiona trafton of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
“Sisterhood”. Guilty as charged, I have used an abstract concept — a term that is used so frequently to try to point out, rationalize, explain, and sometimes to criticize so-called ‘natural’ relations between females. There are many other variations of the notional...
Blog Posted by Karen Meister of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Wednesday morning, I get a terrified plea from my 60+ year old long distance boyfriend. "I am in a lot of pain. I'm scared. I really want you here. Please fly up. I need you." Not one to panic, I...
Blog Posted by jennifer hurvitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I was bullied. Not gonna lie. In fact, I was sexually assaulted. Yup. I was teased, too. And emotionally abused by my sorority sisters...and I'm pretty fucking sure I was date raped. After all, "No means no", right? Well, it...
Blog Posted by Jill Wexler of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
There are three guarantees in the parenting world. You were a better parent before you had kids. You will judge, however you might try not to, other parents with a “difficult” kid until you have one of your own. Your...
Blog Posted by jennifer hurvitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Got your attention, right? Clearly, I have some explaining to do. After being divorced for almost four years, how can one say they’re in love with their Ex? Simple, I am. And actually, I love him more now than I...
Blog Posted by Christine Wein of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I went to pick up my husband’s dry cleaning today. Usually it’s an errand that takes just minutes and is always completely uneventful. When I arrived there today however the TV was on behind the counter. The...
Blog Posted by Danielle Maldonado of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
At the end of May it will officially be twenty years since I graduated from high school. High School was not altogether an unpleasurable experience for me. I had a few friends, I got my driver’s license, and I learned...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
America's latest controversy is over leggings (so proud!) If you've been hiding behind your Levi's over the past few days, I'll briefly fill you in - United Airlines did not allow 3 females, including at 10 year old girl, to...
Blog Posted by Andra Maverick of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Always Being On the Outside SUCKS. I attended my weekly yoga class and at the end of the hour, wandered out of the studio in my zen bliss. As I looked around, my bliss slowly faded into annoyance. ...
Blog Posted by jennifer hurvitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Do I smell? I don’t think I do. I mean, I wear deodorant. Fuck, I even spray my vag with that FDS shit. Clearly, I do not stink. It has to be something else...There has to be some other reason...
Blog Posted by jennifer hurvitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I just sat there. Listening to these young moms talk. I wanted to lunge across the table and SHAKE THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF THEM! If only I could share my secrets! Tell them what I’d do differently. If only...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I'm sorry, I can't do lunch today. But you work from home, don't you? What was the 3rd word you just said? Work? Yep, that one. But don't you make your own hours? No, not really. You just work part...
Blog Posted by Ailish Delaney of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Saturday was World Cancer Day. Cancer. C for Cancer. C is for Cruel and Callous, for Crummy, Crappy and another word I won’t use. That one word, those two syllables which change your entire life. In the one second it takes to...
Blog Posted by Taylor Williams-Durant of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
This past week, I avoided watching the inauguration, and instead, had lunch with a girlfriend. Then I continued to avoid watching it by running errands and drinking iced coffee in the sunshine while I worked. I suspect if I’d started...
Blog Posted by Ailish Delaney of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I laugh at the most inappropriate moments, and I have a strange knack for getting myself into awkward situations. It’s a recipe for disaster. A friend of mine’s Mum had been ill for some time – she had cancer and...
Blog Posted by Jen Schwartz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Dear Pregnant Jen, There is so much I wish I could tell you before you go into labor on that first night of Passover, March 25, 2016. Yes, you will go into labor during the first night of Seder while...
Blog Posted by Paloma Lawrence Davis of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 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...
Blog Posted by marisa of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I look down at my text message that says, “How is your day going?” and smirk. I’m in the bathroom regretting that delicious black bean soup I had two hours ago. Normally I wouldn’t say anything to ANYONE, including my...
Blog Posted by Maggie Kneip of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Three years ago, a friend gave the book I wrote to her friend, a famous literary agent we’ll call “Betty.” It was a big favor, and a long shot. I wasn’t even really a writer; Betty’s writers won Pulitzers. But I...
Blog Posted by Amber of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
The day after Christmas my family and I decided to go see the movie “Sing” at a local movie theater. While walking out of the movie, my kids were giddy, running around happily and laughing about the movie. We took...
Blog Posted by Michael Badger of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
“Daddy, why do they call him the ghost?” My daughter asks in between handfuls of popcorn. “Because one moment he's there and then he's gone--like a ghost.” I explain. “Watch how elusive he is,” I say. Watch his head movement.”...
Blog Posted by Christine Wein of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
This year ranks up there as one of the toughest and most challenging years of my life. While there were many moments of joy and many things to be grateful for, overall it wasn’t pretty. The overwhelming feeling amongst most...
Blog Posted by Melissa Fitzgerald - Liceaga of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Deadpan eyes. Those perfectly set hair buns. A facial expression that could stop storm troopers but enough femininity to make Luke trip over himself. Growing up in the 80's it was all Barbies in pink with tiny waists and My...
Blog Posted by Taylor Williams-Durant of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I feel fairly confident I’m not the first to say that the holidays can be weird. Holidays are joy and goodness and light, but they’re also funny because they bring up so much "stuff" for everyone. There aren’t many other...
Blog Posted by Karen Meister of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
The alarms are going off at 5:30 in the morning. As I sleepily walk through the halls trying to identify the source of the noise, I find myself leaving my apartment and entering the hallway air conditioning closet. I unlock...
Blog Posted by Taylor Williams-Durant of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
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...
Blog Posted by Michael Badger of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Something I've discovered is that even during Christmas time the internet is a dark, vacuous place full of cruelty and ugliness. And now it's about to get even uglier because this is literally a list of things that are making...
Blog Posted by Wendy S of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
'Twas the night after Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse. The stockings were thrown on the floor without care, A sign that St. Nicholas had lately been there. The children were...
Blog Posted by Jill Wexler of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I’m in a safe space, right? Like a judgement-free zone of sorts, right? Whew. I need to share with you my latest obsession. The obsession that fulfills the “escapism” need I have. And I need to get answers on a couple...
Blog Posted by Marni Shapiro Colón of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
This is the story of my life. I'm either hustling through a commute, navigating my workday or rustling up the kids at all times. The truth is, there is never any time left to stop. Never time to think much through, to...
Blog Posted by Melissa Fitzgerald - Liceaga of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Today our state grieves along with the rest of the nation. For those precious little lives who should be in class today with their friends, and returned safely back to their parents at the end of the day. Today and...
Blog Posted by Tiffany Layne of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Last week I had the privilege of seeing Dolly Parton live in concert. It's funny, I didn't even realize how many of her songs I loved until my mom told me she had tickets and then I started to count...
Blog Posted by Jen Schwartz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
All moms are different. We find what works for us. We do what we have to do. We parent in our own unique ways, but the stuff of motherhood makes us all part of the same tribe. We all carry...
Blog Posted by Nathalie Laitmon of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Friends I have four young children. I think you can all use your imaginations to visualize how many stupid, life destroying plastic toys might currently lurk in our home. One ranty summer day I wrote about the toys that I...
Blog Posted by Melissa Fitzgerald - Liceaga of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
#1 Being first and doing it alone doesn't mean you are brave, just stupid -there's no rush to the top and having cancer has taught me that I can't go it alone #2 Being perfect. Yep. There are typos in...
Blog Posted by Rachel Silver-Cohen of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
"A" my name is Alice and my husband's name is Albert. We live in Alabama and we sell Apples. "B" my name is Bonnie and my husband's name is Barry. We live in Bermuda we sell Bananas. "C" my name...
Blog Posted by marisa of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
I often joked that my cats were going to be the only grandchildren my parents would have. In many ways, I saw my cats as my babies, though I knew having a baby would probably not be anything like owning...
Blog Posted by Melissa Jacobowitz of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
"You're having a girl!" A wha? Really? "Yes, you see those 3 little lines? Those indicate girl parts." That completely took me by surprise. I figured that I'd be having another boy. Wow, a girl. Crap, a girl - ouch. Immediately I thought "drama"...
Blog Posted by marisa of Suburban Misfit Mom on October 6, 2017
Not long ago I wrote a story about the day I met the father of a child who was killed in the shooting at Sandy Hook. The day it posted I sat reading a few comments people posted and feeling...
