Fat Talk: I’m totally quitting… tomorrow.
“Dude, my butt looks so big in this suit.” “No man, your butt is awesome. Girls like a man with some junk in the trunk. Check out my hair though. It’s thinning and I can’t do anything with it. Should...
View ArticleFourth Time’s Not A Charm: Our First Family Camping Trip
“Yeah, maybe I could hold this position for four more hours,” I whispered to Dan.The scene was not a tantric sex retreat but a camping trip gone awry. It was 2am and we’d been awake with Sweet Pea...
View ArticleMy Listen To Your Mother 2013 Reading
Do you ever just sit with someone, without talking, and it’s totally comfortable, and not awkward at all? You know, where you just really enjoy just being together? Maybe this post is going to be like...
View ArticleWeaning: It’s not you it’s me.
Here is something I wrote a couple of months ago… I want to stop but I don’t know how. One more time becomes one more day. Another day becomes another week and I’m no closer to quitting than I was...
View ArticleReflections
I spend more time than I’d like to admit looking in the mirror. Brown boots versus black? One piece or two piece? When did that vertical wrinkle show up right next to my mouth and why is it only on...
View ArticleOMG You Guys, I’m on Mamalode!!!
Happy Friday! Speaking of happy, I’m totally doing the happy dance right now because I am featured on Mamalode today! In case you don’t know, Mamalode is an online magazine that publishes amazing...
View ArticleIt Gets Easier
I overheard the only dad in Sweet Pea’s swim lesson mention something about a baby at home in between blowing bubbles and practicing reaching and pulling. “We have a baby at home too.” I offered. “How...
View ArticleYes, I’m judging
I don’t normally judge other parents. At least not publicly. But when someone does something as grotesque as dressing their child in a Ray Rice costume, I can’t hold back. Yes, I’m judging. I was...
View ArticleLies I Told Myself About Baby #2… Guest Posting at In the Powder Room!
I know one thing about babies: They are mysterious. I learned this when my two-year-old was a baby, but I buried this nugget of truth in the recesses of my brain, which is disorganized to begin with. I...
View ArticleA Happy Anniversary
Each year, Dan and I take turns planning our anniversary. Last year it was his turn to plan, which was good, considering I was four days postpartum and in no position to plan… anything. We did it lower...
View ArticleLTYM: Boulder- Video Release, Overdue Recap
So, there’s this little thing called The Listen To Your Mother Show. It features local writers reading their own essays on motherhood- the experience of being one, having one, or knowing one, in...
View ArticleMusings on Motherhood, Guilt, and Creativity
I struggle with guilt. When I feel burnt out on being a stay at home mom (which happens at least once a day), I remember these years in my kids’ lives are short, that I am so lucky to have the option...
View ArticleThe Preschool Pickup Fiasco of 2015 on Scary Mommy
Sweet Pea, my three year-old, started preschool this fall. Her first day of school was momentous. It was epic, in fact. The way she howled at pick-up, you would have thought I was a kidnapper. I’m sure...
View ArticleAngels Do Exist (at the Grocery Store)
Every time I take my kids grocery shopping, I return with a week’s worth of food and a lifetime’s worth of regret. Every time, I search my soul for an answer to the question: Why didn’t I do Home Shop?...
View ArticleThe Story Behind There’s No Room for Fear in a Burley Trailer
Not long after Dan and I met, he said, “It would be so fun to publish a book of your best blog posts.” I said, “Yeah!” And then after I thought about it some more, I said “No!” Dan kept bugging me...
View ArticleThe Gift of Imperfection
It is good to know you are not perfect. It makes me feel a little better about me! My friend wrote this in an email to me last week. That’s all I had to do? Let my friend know I’m not perfect to...
View ArticleI Don’t Feel Bad About Fighting in Front of the Kids
I’m suspicious of couples that claim they never fight. These people are either a) lying, or b) unicorns. My husband and I fight. I wish we didn’t, but both of us are way too stubborn for that. I get...
View ArticleThat Time I Cried at the Gym
I cried at the gym on Wednesday. I know some people would cry because they had to go to a gym. Not me. I cried because I knew I would not be coming back. Over the past several months, I have become...
View ArticleWhy Being a SAHM Is The Best… For Your Partner
“I wish I could go to work,” I whined. We had a newborn and a toddler. I was sleep-deprived and completely overwhelmed. My husband encouraged me to go back to work. “But financially, it hardly makes...
View ArticleWhy We Don’t Have a Christmas Tree
I am Jewish. My husband was raised Presbyterian, considers himself atheist, and until he met me, had never known a Jewish person. So it was with some trepidation and a few drinks that I told him if he...
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