The end of the school year is upon us folks. We may feel like throwing in the towel, but we have to make it. I am the worst…
I have started this piece more times than I can track. Every time, it has started with a different incident. Officially, my daughter has an anxiety diagnosis. But…
As a mother of two boys, one relatively even keeled and one bona fide wild child, I’ve seen kids from both sides of the swing set. Parenting a…
I’m a Dance Mom of 3. I could not live without my multi-family, color-coded carpool schedule to shuttle my lovelies and their fellow dancers to and from their combined…
Unless I’m by myself, grocery shopping is one of the cruelest forms of torture. Give me a root canal or a bikini wax but please don’t make me…
I’ve been puzzled by men’s growing interest in paternity leave. Some say it’s a millennial thing, others claim it’s about equal rights for dads. Pshaw. Any mother will…
A few weeks ago, our family attended our first animal rights protest. While nothing beats standing outside for hours in the scorching Florida sun, attending a protest usually…
September: The Honeymoon Stage. The school year begins, and everyone has the best of intentions. Enthusiastic to get everyone started on the right foot, you try to make…
Not just any Iced Coffee Mom. I want to be a Dunkin’ Donuts Iced Coffee Mom. No disrespect to other coffee chains, it’s just that Dunkin’ Donuts iced…
It’s hard to believe two of my girls will one day be out on their own, forging the mountains and valleys of life. My third child gets a…