“What if I drop the baby?”

I was being ushered down a hospital corridor in a wheelchair, flanked by hospital personnel. Behind me a nurse was pushing my wheelchair. My husband oscillated between my side and over my shoulder. Or maybe he didn’t. I can’t remember if he was actually there or if he had gone to get food for me. On my other side was another nurse carrying my bags.

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How to Teach Mom to Behave

“GET.  IN.  THE.  CAR.  NOW!” I yelled in frustration and rage. My almost four year old son was backed into the corner of our garage. I was in standing in front of him punctuating each word by waving my arms in the air – breathless from screaming.

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The Perfectly Imperfect Train Cake

On my children’s birthdays, I want them to have a smile that is unforgettable: wide, genuine, unbreakable. I want it to be there the moment he wakes up in the morning til he places his head on his pillow that night.

But the world doesn’t stop for our childrens’ birthdays. Making sure the wide smile lasts from sun up to sun down might require shortcuts. Sometimes hacks are needed to make sure the day exceeds (ok, at least meets) any expectations.

This year, my middle child’s third birthday fell the day after two back to back out of town work trips (not to mention that his birthday is a week after Thanksgiving. Sorry December babies. You totally get the short end of the stick). With no time to be a Super Mom, I was really close to throwing in the towel… Continue reading

Being Prepared to Catch the Champagne: 5 Simple Life Lessons

I usually only post once a week, but I inadvertently started a tradition of celebrating a family member’s birthday with a post.  In April there was a post about mom’s calling at the worst times. In September, my grandmother’s constant advice, “this too shall pass”, inspired this post on her birthday. Today I want to celebrate my uncle’s birthday. He’s a gifted storyteller. Since I’ve moved back to my hometown, I’ve spent time seeking his stories. Here’s my take on one of his gems. I hope I do it justice…

After high school, I left my hometown for college. I whirled around a few cities and states for law school, my career, marriage and eventually kids. Even though I wanted to come back home, I kept finding something that I deemed more important. That all changed when I had kids. Continue reading

Potty Training: 13 Things the How To Guides Forget to Mention

Morning all! We spent this weekend, helping our 3 year old learn how to use the potty. In the highs and lows that come with it, I turned to writing to cope.

Potty training bootcamp is a simple concept. Stay inside all weekend endlessly watching cartoons or movies. The one time as a mother I do not feel guilty about my children’s screen time.

Most How To’s bill potty training bootcamp as a pant-free, M&M raining weekend of couch potato bliss. All you have to do is find a small portable potty, place it in front of the TV, remove the pants and the coveted diaper, turn on their favorite cartoon, promise a reward if they do it and have them try every 15 minutes. At the end of the weekend, you will have a potty-proficient little person.

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Santa Does Exist

Two weeks ago, I was pushing my cart towards the exit doors at Kroger. With one arm, I fumbled through my purse for my keys. With the other, I slowly steered the cart.  Just as I had my keys in hand and was ready to pick back up my speed, I heard a voice.

“Excuse me, miss,” a man near the door said. Begrudgingly, I looked over. I imagine I was wearing a wonderful shade of Resting B-face. I knew my nap time window was closing and I needed to keep moving to stay on schedule.

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Christmas List: Gifts of Experiences

“One gift,” my friend proclaimed while waving her left pointer-finger in the air. As our boys ran wild around us and we enjoyed our Friday night, she continued, “We’re doing only one gift this Christmas!”

“Experiences – that’s it!” Another friend exclaimed the following night while we attended our college roommate’s wedding. Even though our children were hundreds of miles away, we kept them close in our conversation. “My parents do the museum membership each year. We try to do experiences.”

Two nights, the same message: enough things – no more things!

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All the Plans in the World Can’t Stop Rain

This fall, we had our oldest’s 4th birthday party. We have always been in the camp of small family get-togethers to celebrate birthdays. It was a philosophy passed down from my mother and embraced by my husband who does not think birthdays are a big deal.

But our soon-to-be 4 year old knew birthdays were a big deal. And I wanted him to know his was a big deal too.

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Teaching a Son What a Woman Can Be

We stand less than a week away from the ability to cast a vote for a female candidate in the U.S. presidential election. 96 years after women were given the right to vote. 44 years after Title IX prevented discrimination against women in a federally funded education program.

You may be thinking that dirty word in your head: feminism. You may be thinking you want to stop reading.

Despite the numerous understandings and approaches to feminism, at its core, it is about equality. If feminism is a dirty word, so is equality.

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