**Photo Courtesy of Janelle Melnyk Photography** The write up in my high school year book featured a quote from one of my favorite Grateful Dead songs. “I don’t know, don’t really care, let there be songs to fill the air…..” -Ripple. As is I sit here typing up my last *gasp* CT Working Moms blog posts, I
A very merry un-birthday to me! To who? To me! Oh, you? A very merry un-birthday to US! This Alice in Wonderland scene was played out at our house over the Christmas holiday. Now before you get all, “Um WHUT? You’re having an un-birthday party for your kids? Like three days after the biggest gift-giving
In this, this holiday season brimming with parties, cookie swaps, and your 17th trip to Target just this week alone, it’s nice to be able to simply pause, and reflect on Love. The love shared by a mother for her child. The love shared by a mother with running, walking, daydreaming, and hoping. I’d
06037 Love for the 06037 brought my husband and I back to our hometown when we started our family. After spending our college years and a few there after, in Boston, we migrated back to Connecticut for law school, and found ourselves in my grandparent’s old house in Bristol a few months before graduation. We knew
Oh, Scary Mommy. There you go again, just tellin’ it like it is with your witty, and absolutely BRILLIANT e-card finds. I’d also like to take this opportunity to thank the powers that be for the creation of the internet and for flipping hilarious moms out there who give us these wise and wonderful gems on the
I remember when we first took home our newborn babies- each time, even with our second child, my husband and I were ready to bear down and assume the role of “Survival Mode.” The first few weeks, and pretty much months, of having a tiny baby to take care of, forces the entire family unit
In case you haven’t noticed, our CT Working Moms Twitter page, CTWorkingMoms, has been a little bit chatty lately. Yep. I’m doing some stand up over there throughout the day. You know, a favorite here, a re-tweet there, and occasionally, a picture of a giraffe hanging out the back of my SUV. YOU KNOW, the USU.
Two years? TWO YEARS? Where did the time go?! Well, yes, most of that two years was spent crawling, crying, drinking bottles, and looking cute, but time seems to fly by in tiny baby years. One day I was wondering when we would ever be able to stop buying cases of formula, and the next?
*Photo Courtesy of one of my awesome CTWM mother runners* When I was pregnant, and concerned about losing all of the newly acquired baby weight, my Mom assured me that it would just come off after I had the baby- and then, “Oh, you’ll be chasing after your kids, it’ll just come right off!” I
A few months ago on Instagram and Facebook, I started noticing the hashtag #dateyourhusband popping up all over the place. Friend after friend would post up a picture of themselves and their main man together, clearly on a date night. These posts really resonated with me, because my friends who were posting them were all mothers