On Life

I was reading a back issue of the "Grandma Says" newsletter (published by the Growing Child folks - read more about how much I love them here)...and I came across this poem, published in 1972. Apparently, this poem used to be posted everywhere: schools, doctor's offices, daycares, etc. Ask your mom about it - I'll bet she recognizes it. (mine did!) If ever there were words for parents to live by, this is it.
...this is simply a newsletter that started in 1971, and will, very patiently, explain to us newbie mums why manners are still important (hint: it's all about "caring and consideration"), and what you can and cannot expect from your 2-year-5-month-old in terms of manners. This is a newsletter that teaches parents specific language and behaviors to make us more effective parents (Say, "Hitting hurts Peter" rather than "Don't Hit"). This is a newsletter that encourages parents to focus on what's important: helping your child develop courage and independence, empathy, imagination.
At a ladies night out recently, we lighted on the topic of accidental abandonment. People whose babies crawl out of the house and into the road to the amazement of stunned school bus drivers, who forget their children at gas stations, at daycare, at stores, or worse, in the car. Of the six women present, there was a split between those of us who could understand how these things may happen and those who just couldn’t. That is, until one pointed out that all of these circumstances seem to arise from the anecdotally well-documented affliction of mom brain--being too harried and too tired--plus, the kicker, deviating from routine. Somberly, heads nodding with the heaviness of being up past 10 PM, a bit too much Sangria, and with an eye to hedging our bets with fate, we all agreed it could certainly happen to anyone. I’m glad to say I was on the side of understanding from the get-go, because after today, I’d have to eat my hat.
...but what struck me as new was the additional (self-imposed) "requirement" that girls now also be sexually sophisticated. Not just active, mind you, but sophisticated. Sophisticated in a way that really isn't achievable by anyone still in their teens. So what we've ended up with are high schools full of girls who look and act the part...but who still have no idea how to orgasm. The bottom line? These girls aren't enjoying it. Like porn stars, they are pretending.
There are few blogs that I read religiously.  The Happiest Mom is one of them. The Happiest Mom, aka Meagan, is the mom of five (and therefore qualifies as an expert).  I find her blog filled with some of the most well-written, thoughtful, and insightful articles I've read in years.  She manages to capture and convey the essence of...
The past week has been rife with life lessons for me. 1.) When you plan a romantic weekend away whilst breastfeeding, make darn sure your pump is working well and that you're working well with your pump. 2.) Having not heeded lesson one, when you get home on the brink of mastitis (romantic, I know) and your milk supply is demolished, power pump. 3.) When your toddler, who has a pernicious stomach virus, mentions poop even in passing right before a bath, save the suds for later.

Our Sexy Tips on Rookie Moms

Rookie Moms asked us to guest post on easy ways to make moms feel sexy...just in time for Valentine's Day!   When the topic of sex (or sexy) comes up, I always find it helpful to chat with my husband.  Not only does he always have an opinion on this topic, but it is usually something very simple and to the...
When my brother and I were growing up together, it was him and me, against the world. . . Together we felt bigger, stronger, more secure, and, best-of-all, we always had a friend though cross-town moves, new schools, every-other-weekend visits with our father and on family vacations. So. . . as a sister and newly-minted mom-of-two, I’m always looking for ways to reinforce the importance of the sibling relationship because I know what a life line it can be.
Honestly, I don't know WHAT had gotten into Glamour lately, but I love it.  LOVE it.  Pictured at right is Glamour magazine's November cover, featuring all plus size models.  And they look beautiful. Why all the focus on plus-size models?  Glamour ran an article this summer, featuring a beautiful women with a (gasp) poochy stomach.   She's Lizzie Miller,...
If I'm honest with myself, I didn't love being pregnant.  I wasn't sure if I had a maternal bone in my body, so pregnancy (and a baby) was something that had to grow on me (no pun intended).  I did end up embracing my pregnancy, but it took a while.  And by "a while" I mean approximately 8...