How to plan a toddler birthday party with zero time and even less money.

It’s not that I believe I am a bad mother.  Generally speaking, I feel fairly confident in my abilities as a parent – the only time I really feel myself failing is in the middle of the night when my daughter is crying out for me and I pretend to be asleep until my husband gets out of bed to go put her back to … Continue reading How to plan a toddler birthday party with zero time and even less money.

I wish every day were a three day weekend.

You know the routine. Monday, 7am.  Still at home, already late for work if we count the commute and the child care transfer, nowhere near ready to go.  The overly verbose toddler pulling at your pants and saying, I’m ready to go Mommy, I’m ready to go Mommy, over and over and over because everything she says now she plays on repeat until she finds … Continue reading I wish every day were a three day weekend.

Sleep is, like, so overrated.

Before I had my daughter, I had all sorts of reservations about becoming a parent.  I worried about how I would keep up my social life and about how I would maintain an upward trajectory at work.  I fretted over whether I could manage a parenting-appropriate level of sobriety after my cold turkey pregnancy or manage a private school level of financial solvency to someday … Continue reading Sleep is, like, so overrated.