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Vacationing With Little Kids Is Not Relaxing, I Don’t Care What You Say

This past week my family of four went on a small “vacation”. Yes, I put vacation in quotations, because leaving your home for an extended period of time with a three and five-year-old is not really a vacation. Oddly, the smoothest part of our trip was the five-hour car ride. Maybe it’s because I packed […]

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My Son’s Preschool Teacher Gave Me A Bag Of Crap

I’m a little over five years into my time as a mother, and yesterday I experienced another first—I unknowingly carried around a turd in a plastic bag. That’s right, a ball of shit in a plastic sack—I carried it around like a kitten in a basket. You may be asking yourself how something so absurd […]

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I Don’t Want To Be Your Mom-Friend

Hi Regina, I’m writing in response to the ten emails about Ladies Night at TGIFriday’s. Sorry I didn’t respond the first nine times, there was a swarm of angry bees and I couldn’t get a good WiFi signal. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to make it to TGIFriday’s this week, or your Let’s Get Lit candle party next […]

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I Can’t Be A Stay-At-Home Mom

I’ve been home from work, with my kids, for the past two days, and I have a question. How the hell do stay-at-home moms do this? Are they super-human? Do they drink a lot? Are they sadists who love laundry? Mad props to you, ladies, I am dying, I can’t do what you do. Seriously, […]

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A Letter To My Daughter: I Hope You’re Nothing Like Me

I have been waiting for you. Since I was a little girl toting around a baby doll, I have been practicing to be your mommy. I have dreamed about reading you bedtime stories and tucking you in. Your perfect eyes and warm smile, I’ve pictured them in my mind countless times. I’ve hoped for the […]

A Letter To A New Mom

I saw you the other day, and I wanted to tell you, you are doing a great job. Like the pain of child birth, those first few months as a new mommy are easy to forget once your babies aren’t babies anymore. I forgot until I saw you. I forgot about the hormones that take […]