By Kelly Good gravy, yesterday was tough. My brain is still numb, my shoulders still clenched in an upright and locked position. I just now realized I forgot to call my sister back last night. And I do believe I didn’t go to the bathroom yesterday until I was getting ready for bed. (I developed…
Accidents Happen
By Veronica One day when I was pregnant and feeling helpless, I told my husband that I was glad that he was here to protect the kids. He said, “Thanks, but I can only protect them from so much. I’m not much good against meteors, for instance.” I laughed, and thereupon absolved him from any…
Just, You Know, Don’t Expect Us to be Moving Very Fast
By Megan You know what may turn out to be the best thing about my family’s little trip down South last month? Not the sun, or the sand, or the visiting with family, or even the pound after pound of fresh, delicious seafood, but this: Long about mid-trip, I looked over at Al, and he…
It’s better to have Love’s Baby Soft lost than never had it at all
By Gretchen “Mom, can you smell this?” Aidan offered her wrist, not knowing I could smell this before she entered the room. Her milk-white broomstick of a wrist dripped American Girl perfume, sugary and light. The petal pink star-shaped bottle of perfume had been a Christmas present from me, bought in a fit of nostalgia….
A Dose of Humor – Just Cruisin’ the ‘Hood with My Kids
5 Minutes for Parenting’s weekly column, A Dose of Humor, is here to remind you to take your humor pill regularly as the best medicine to treat the side effects of parenting! It features a different blogger every week and is hosted by Rachel at Grasping for Objectivity in My Subjective Life. Now you can…
Spring Break ’09
By Cassie Last week was spring break. An entire week of no class to spend with my boy! Sounds pretty great right? Did I mention the seven page paper that was due when I got back? Or the entire book I was assigned to read? Or the fact Aiden had a fever and had to…
Ultimate Blog Party And A Giveaway!!
At 5 Minutes For Parenting, we hope to share the real experiences of the “every Mom”. We all have our own struggles and flaws, but most remain unseen to the passing stranger or Mom at the playground. Imagine setting down those judgments and insecurities, and envision us holding each other up, no matter how different…
Almost
By Beck It is almost springtime here – the snowbanks are beginning to recede, leaving in their wake dog poop and Tim Hortons cups and deep muddy puddles that The Baby has been instructed not to jump in. Kersplash! she jumps. And brown water splashes all over the legs of a middle-aged woman walking by….
My daughter, the snail
By Kelly Teyla has a cold. That is to say, she’s become a snail. That’s the first stage of the rhinovirus in our house. The bubbling nose, the slimy trail of snot that leaves a silver streak on my jeans, my shirt, the couch, my basket of clean laundry. The river overwhelms all attempts to…
Buses and Bloggers: A Proposal
By Veronica Do you ever get weary of the wrangling and arguing on blogs? A week ago, a blog-friend and I considered having our own fake internet fight, but were too tired by real blog squabbling to even mock it adequately. All those people filled with pompous judgment can wear a reader out. So I…