While walking through a big box store, I spotted a large toy for kids. Busy shoppers rushed by and ignored my obnoxious sigh. The toy was doused in…
Let’s face it, fellow mamas, these are trying times. From carrying the weight of self-inflicted mom-guilt to navigating sneaker-filled obstacle courses that spread virus-style to every room of…
I’ve got to get something off my chest. First I said it to my doctor, then my surgeon, and now, I’m saying it to you. We all know…
As I pull into my local supermarket lot, my eyes alight on an open parking space less than 20 feet from the automatic doors. My heart soars, my…
As much as I write for my fellow fluffy mamas, I get criticized by those who either have the unicorn metabolism I love to refer to, or to…
“Wow! You look so young! Are these really YOUR kids?” Like any normal human being, such compliments used to flatter me. But lately, I have grown quite…
When we moved to the Middle East almost ten years ago, the first thing people said to me was “Four kids? You’re going to need a maid.” The…
I recently came home after a long weekend of Army drill to a sight that would bring tears of joy to the eyes of many hard-working, beleaguered moms.…
My oldest son was just diagnosed with Influenza. I did what all moms do. I took care of him. I’m not trying to be a martyr or anything. …
I was randomly talking to someone the other day when the topic of kids came up. All the typical points were hit and it was a nice little…