Guest post by Jenna I struggle with feeling condemned. I worry about how I look to other people. I compare too much. Keep reading if you’ve ever felt this way. I was at a playdate recently and one mom’s discipline strategy (or lack there-of) frustrated me greatly. I didn’t say anything, for fear of hurting…
Flowers Everywhere
By Beck I woke up to a blizzard this morning, which was a bit disconcerting since it’s April. But a blizzard is actually not unwelcome, as strange as that might be – we hadn’t had “significant precipitation” since early December and the forest fire risk sign on the edge of town was permanently at Distressing…
Pregnancy Journal: Fake Contractions
From 5 Minutes for Parenting By Kelly I almost had my baby in Target yesterday. My toddler and I made a quick trip to the Big Red Mothership after lunch to pick up a few items. But instead of strolling the aisles in search of body wash, Clementines and diapers, I ended up clinging to…
The Road to Ruin Has Great Coverage
By Michael There’s this ad on television that’s driving me crazy right now. A mom and her daughter are at the mall. Okay, I only have one X, so I never quite get it when a mother and daughter in some ad are at the mall, smiling and giggling like they’re just about to collect…
April First
By Beck My 5 Minutes post today is late, late, late – and my excuse is that I totally forgot that it was Thursday and then when I DID remember (is it “remembering” when you overhear someone mention that today is Thursday? Because that’s what I did.) I wasn’t at home, and was, in fact,…
Pregnancy Journal: Behold a Miracle
From 5 Minutes for Parenting By Kelly Lately, my body groans. It doesn’t matter if I’m sitting or standing or walking or lying down. My muscles stretch. My back sways. My hips twist. My lungs fight. I move with the grace of an elephant, the speed of a turtle. My body groans. So, if bedtime…
Who’s a cutie wootie smootiekins? You Are.
By Michael So this old lady with a face like a road map is heading out of the restaurant when she spots the baby. Not her baby, of course, or even her grandchild. Some stranger’s baby, as best I can tell. But that doesn’t matter. She can’t resist. Suddenly, she’s leaning over the table and…
Best. Checklist. Ever.
By Megan The weather forecast for the next week in Chicago gets better every day. By Thursday we’ll hit the 70s with plenty of sunshine. I’ve got my Brookfield Zoo membership package right here on the desk in front of me. I’ve got fresh fruit, sandwich makings, juice boxes and two unopened packages of Girl…
Welcome Spring, I hope you die.
Guest post by Jenna If you live in Texas, you know exactly what I’m talking about. I can’t speak for anyone else’s weather conditions, because truthfully I can’t complain about the weather in Texas. My kids are able to play outside for about 10 months out of the year. The other 2 months it’s too…
My Skinny Love
By Beck Two of my three kids are underweight, the Girl most noticeably so. She’s still so light that I can carry her around effortlessly, although I don’t because she’s going to be 11 soon. But I could. And it’s funny how much of my feelings about myself are tied into my children’s weight – two…