An Open Letter To Single Mothers, Everywhere

Suck it up. Yep, I said it. Suck it up. I mean this with the utmost understanding of the struggles you are experiencing. Suck. It. Up. That’s what I read over and over and over again in the comments section of an article this morning on Scary Mommy, although it was the single mothers, everywhere,…

Dinner For One

Valentine’s Day is this week. ARE YOU READY? Someone said this to me today when I was picking up my kids from tennis. I smiled and nodded, and said “what about you?!” In reality, I should have said “Dafuq? Ready for WHAT?” Valentine’s Day, traditionally, is a huge disappointment for me. Most years, my husband…

We Need To Talk About Kristen Bell’s Menstrual Cup

Um. So. I logged onto Facebook this morning, and AGAIN Parent’s magazine threw me for a loop. That makes two days in a row that I felt wronged by them. (Yesterday, which I posted about this morning, was about the re-share of that whole daycare pick up shaming thing.) Today’s article was so startling, and…

Well I’ve Had A Week. What About You Guys?

Well I’ve had a week. And by that, I mean a pretty awful one. It isn’t one particular thing, it’s just thing after thing after thing that’ve gone wrong. Extra appointments. A lot of driving. And a frustrating series of phone calls with AT&T to resolve something that they did wrong. There was also a…

Yes, I Am Allowed To Take a Vacation. So Are My Kids.

Something really weird happened to me today. My kids and I are on vacation. I know, shocker. Everyone else takes a vacation and there are photos and stories and Instagrams and Snapchats and canceled plans – “sorry, going to be in Cabo that week!” I take a vacation and everyone acts like I’ve gone on…

All I Want For Christmas Is For The Holiday Debating To Stop

It’s the 21st century, and I would wager a bet that there is one thing historians will one day point to as defining these earliest decades of the age: the Internet debates.  You know them.  They are the debates in which everyone has an opinion that is confused for fact, and it needs to be…

Please Stop Telling Me I Should Do Things For A Living

The title, alone, sounds ridiculous. Please stop telling me I should do things for a living? What do I expect – to sit around and do nothing as a grown ass adult? No. That’s not what I mean at all. A couple weeks ago, we had a little family and friend get together for my…