A Letter of Apology to My First Born

Sep 10, 2014 by

I recently saw a letter of apology to a second born child go viral on the web.  It was funny and so true on many counts, but after welcoming our second child last winter, I really feel like the sibling getting the short end of the stick is my daughter, my sassy first-born.  So here’s a quick letter of apology I drafted to her in my rare down time while she was at school and the baby was napping.

Dear Mia,

You have been a big sister for seven months now and overall you have done a great job, especially since I have changed as a mom to you in so many ways. I am not as physically, emotionally, and mentally available to you as much as before since I have a baby dependent on me for love and nourishment 24/7.  You have been very understanding despite this.  I think it is because you have always been an independent child.  So here are a few things I am sorry about.  Feel free to keep this draft and add to it over the years, it may help you and your therapist out someday:

My Three Years as a Mom Blogger

Sep 3, 2014 by

Three years ago I received this email from my good friend and CT Working Moms founder, Michelle, inviting me to be a part of a new website she was starting just for working moms:

…I’m reaching out to you because …I really feel like this new website will go a long way in connecting working moms in our state because I honestly think that #1 there is a lack of community for working moms and #2 when you become a working mom it’s hard to know how to do certain things (finding child-care etc.). I’m hoping the new site helps with both those things!

Back to School (In Gifs)

Aug 27, 2014 by

My daughter went back to preschool today!  I did enjoy summer with my family, but my daughter is the type of kid who needs school and structure and lovely, patient people to teach her stuff. Parents, you know it is quite a process just getting to this big day. There is back to school clothes shopping.  My daughter loves to shop and ran and spun around excitedly through the aisles of Old Navy wanting to buy practically everything.  She was in her glory.

running wildly

Then there is grocery shopping.  I had to go out with the kids to amass a vast arsenal of food for snacks and lunches.  I dislike grocery shopping by myself on a good day, let alone with a toddler and a baby.  It is difficult to stick to the task at hand because there are a lot of distractions and shenanigans always ensue.

grocery shopping

Things I learned on ‘vacation’ with my kids

Aug 21, 2014 by

One of the coolest things about my relationship with my husband is our joint sense of adventure that has led us to travel to many amazing places together, even as our roles in life have evolved. We have traveled as newlyweds, then first-time parents, and now second-time veteran parents. It is hard to believe how much our little family has changed and grown over the years.  But it really was not until this year that I fully realized how vacation is not the same now that I am a mom. Here’s a list of what I learned about vacation as a mother:

1.  The definition of the word vacation no longer means a holiday that includes rest and relaxation.  From now on, I am calling it the Week of Non-Stop Family Activity.  I hope I don’t come across as too much of a cry-baby about this because I am not upset at all.  I am happy to be able to take a vacation and  I have accepted my fate for the next several years to come.

Our Night in the ER

Aug 6, 2014 by

It started off as a normal night.  We were fully engaged in the bath and bedtime routine, like we have done hundreds of times before.  My husband was getting the baby in his pajamas and I was helping Mia out of the tub while we both sang songs terribly off-key and at the top of our lungs, when she slipped and fell, hitting her head on the side of the toilet.  At first I said, “Oh you poor thing!  You’re ok, just a little bump on the head,” but when she lifted her head from the fall, I saw blood GUSHING from her left eye. I froze for a second and did not know what to do.  She was crying.  I was about to cry.  I was shaken.  I felt like a bad mom.  Why didn’t I just put the bath mat down like I always do?!  Then she would not have slipped and fallen and hurt herself.

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