I’ve been gone for a minute. We had a death in the family and I wasn’t really in the mood to write. But now I’m back and I’ve decided to be proactive in preventing my children from falling victim to the epidemic of rose-colored glasses. Because something funny happens when children grow up: their parents […]
I don’t know about you, but around here the planning and execution of kid birthday parties are most often vehicles for anger, panic, and resentment. Here’s why.
The newborn phase is a doozy. The way I deal with it? My Newborn Three. A predictable timetable where I lose and regain my sanity over the period of 12 weeks as follows: Absolute Mania (weeks 0-2), Depths of Despair (weeks 3-7), and Battered Hope (weeks 8-12).
Last year we underwent a momentous change: we added a second baby to our family. Like most things that you think or say before having (or, as I learned, adding) a kid, I was throughly convinced that I had this whole “mom” thing down. My first was a breeze; she would go to anyone and […]
An introduction to Arkansas Daddy. Ew, no. I hate that. Sounds like a pervert. Arkansas Husband? That will work for now. Anyway, Arkansas Husband has a very demanding career. Well almost-career. We are still in training for the official “career.” At the end of his training, he will have been at it for ten years. […]