By Sarah Fader I’ve heard of the “terrible two’s” but what is happening in this apartment is beyond that. I’m sure many parents have the same thought about their 2 year olds. Maybe it’s just my low frustration tolerance, but Ari is making me want to scream and literally pull my hair out of my…
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When Mom Gets Tired
By Kelly Do you remember the post I wrote a few months ago about being tired? It contained a priceless bit of wisdom from my Mom that says, in a nutshell, when our kids are acting out, consider first that their behavior may stem from the fact that they are tired. Turns out, the same…
Is it 5:00 pm in the Hundred Acre Wood?
By Gretchen My two oldest children need your money. They plan to extract it from you by wooing you with homemade fliers advertising babysitting and leaf-raking services. One of my children promises to provide his own tools, which makes my husband laugh heartily and do a mental checklist of his tools’ whereabouts. I better not…
Crying In Front of Your Kids
By Sarah Fader I am now five months pregnant with my second baby, a girl, and I am hormonal as ever. I can cry at the drop of a hat. I wasn’t like this when I was pregnant with Ari. During my first pregnancy, I was more aggressive than anything else. I was blunt, confident…
Association
By Kelly Association is a powerful thing. This time last September, I was eight weeks pregnant. And I was sick. Oh so very sick. I lived in a film of nausea. I functioned – as a Mom to three, I didn’t have a choice. But I was miserable every minute of every day. Normally, I…
Family Circle
By Michael Jill and I were driving into the city yesterday and talking about family. More specifically, we were talking about how little we really know about some of the people we consider closest to us. Cousins, aunts, nieces, even our parents, can sometimes be a blur. We think we know them, but suddenly we…
Stop the Insanity!
By Megan CHAOS, people! I live in BEDLAM these days! Everywhere I look, and more painfully, every where I step, lie Peabody’s Matchbox cars. And Bean’s Barbies and Lincoln Logs and colorful rubber pads from Hullabaloo and much of the contents of my lower kitchen cabinets and drawers. Al and I dutifully police up all…
Love
By Sarah Fader Okay relax. This is not going to be a sappy post about how we should all hold hands and love each other. Are you relieved? Fabulous. I had a nightmare. It ended with me waking up and thinking: “I love Ari MORE than I love Wil.” My heart was racing, my whole…
Breastfeeding 101
By Kelly I was in the zone this morning. Reading blogs and perusing my local newspaper online, I happened to look down at my four-month-old baby, happily nursing himself to sleep for his morning nap. And I got such a big burst of joy, I thought my heart would explode. I love breastfeeding. I love…
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
By Michael Both of my girls showed respect for my feelings recently, without fanfare and without making a big deal about it. And that makes it a big deal, of course. Susan showed me respect by leaving the house. Yeah, that doesn’t sound quite like a good thing, but….. On Rosh Hashanah, I don’t turn…