“What’s wrong baby?”
“Mama, I need to poop.”
My first thought was literally, “Oh crap.”
Category: A Day in the Life of a Working Mom
Every morning, I wake up in bed with 3 guys, a girl, one turtle and several rabbits. Far from a sordid arrangement, the reality is closer to a cramped and sometimes stinky circus that includes me, my husband, our toddler and dogs, along with a few of my son’s current favorite stuffed animals. We never planned
Every mother is convinced her child is exceptional. The difference between me and other mothers, however, is that I have supporting data to back it up.
It was not until my experience as a parent of school-aged children that I realized some of the greatest values of their educational journey were not in the academics, but in the Social Time.
Tonight a neighbor walked by and casually said, “Well now what are you going to do when you have three?” Right. She said it. Stone-faced and with no follow up giggle. My reaction was natural: “Wait, did I ask you? Right, keep walking your dog.” (ok fine, originally the f-word was littered in there). But
What the book says: Potty training can be crappy. But it doesn’t have to be. Reality: Crap. Everywhere. What the book says: It will be fun. It will be worth it. It’s only 3 days, you’ve got this! Reality: It will be hell. You will question everything including what you have done karmically to earn
I am fat. I stand at 5’6 (and ½ )” and weigh anywhere between 230 and 240 pounds. If you want to get technical, and refer to the good ol’ BMI chart, I would fall into the extremely obese range. Is this something I am proud of, no, but is it something that I allow
You’ve already heard the first half of last week’s Thursday. My mom comes to help me once a week (sometimes more lately) and this is one of those days. When she’s not here I am taking care of the baby myself while occasionally fitting in work during naps and feedings. My parents were able to
6:00 am – Alarm sounds 6:09 am – Snooze 6:18 am – Snooze 6:27 am – Why didn’t I get up 27 minutes ago? I could have squeezed in a work out. 6:28 am – What time did Eliza sneak in here? How does a three year old manage to take up so much room
So, the last time I did an “A Day in the Life” blog for CTWorkingMoms, my son was 2 and I was 8 months pregnant. That was 2012. Now, my daughter is about to turn 5 and my son is 7 going on 8. Time sure does fly! At that point, I entitled my post,
