God Save the Mommy
While Mother’s Day is a great opportunity to demand plenty of respect, adulation and pampering from the family, you shouldn’t be averse to being treated like royalty the other 364 days of the year.
While Mother’s Day is a great opportunity to demand plenty of respect, adulation and pampering from the family, you shouldn’t be averse to being treated like royalty the other 364 days of the year.
Sometimes when we hear about a latest/greatest/hottest new kids product we try it out and it really isn’t all that. (Snap, snap.) I know this is hard to believe–brace yourselves–but just because Courtney Cox-Arquette was given something for free doesn’t necessarily make it awesome.
With the digital age upon us, there’s no shortage of pictures of my kids.But unlessI want to myfriends huddling aroundmy laptop,there’s no actual enjoyment of my handiwork (the kids and the photos) to be had. I think it’s high time I develop a few of the photos and get an album that’s just as beautiful as the kids inside.
If you’ve got a family that’s planning to take you out out to brunch on the 14th, make sure they’re coiffed and clad in mom-worshipping style. Something like the Tattoo Heart Mom shirts from Inky Dink Tees.
I’m always stuck on what to get the newborn who has everything; particularly when that newborn isn’t the first to hit the household. All I know is, another package of onesies or flannel receiving blankets do not top my list.
If you haven’t yet heard about True Mom Confessions, you haven’t been neglecting your kids nearly enough while surfing the web.
I have to laugh when I hit my local mom group and almost every one is sporting some form ofa ponytail. Let’s face it, chasing around kids forces most of us to saveactual hair styling forextra special occasions.
After I peed on the stick and saw those two pink lines, I did what a lot of newly-pregnant women do: I took 157 books off the bookstore shelves, sat myself down and tried to find just one one that echoed my feelings and thoughts about pregnancy. But most just made me want to run screaming–right to the café, to eat my weight in chocolate.
Throughout my life, I’ve always leaned on the excuse that I just wasn’t blessed with the spatial-relations gene, never realizing that this is actually a learned skill. Obviously as a kid I wasn’t playing with the nifty Dado Cubes from modern kids emporium Mason & Matisse.