Back in the late eighties, early nineties I was an asshole to my mom. Not all the time. Not every day. But far too often… I’d be all…
You’ve been wearing my shoes and stealing my mascara lately, though it feels like just yesterday I was searching for your favorite stuffed zebra so you could fall…
Hey mamas and papas! I see you there amidst the craziness of our current “new normal.” And, if I’m not mistaken, I’m noting a look on your face…
It’s hard to let a negative situation just be what it is and to accept that we will not be able to figure it out this time nor…
Yesterday morning, I was the ultimate Stepford Mom (in my mind). I’d produced a picnic, complete with: butterfly shaped sandwiches, homemade chocolate chip muffins, and a healthy fruit salad.…
Yo, middle-age! You sure did sneak up on us over here at BLUNTmoms. And, although we’ve been expecting you, we can’t help but feel offended by some of…
Upon occasion, we find ourselves with nothing left to say but: “Fuck it!” This can be done in small yet effective ways and sometimes in big ones. The…
I awoke with a pounding headache, a kid’s foot in my face, and a crooked neck. Yet, in a few hours, none of that would matter because I had booked…
We’re at Epcot waiting in line to go on the ride, Soarin’ Around the World. Soon we’ll be strapping ourselves in and, with the help of flight motion…
We have a female-dominated household; my husband is the only dude among us. And, if I do say so myself, each one of our three daughters is a…