Confident Mom Interview #4: Roller derby mama Erin Clark

How about a little dose of "bad ass"? I had the pleasure of meeting Erin Clark during my time as a copywriter at an ad agency. Erin managed a couple of the accounts I worked on. At that time, she was at a crossroads--dealing with the fallout from a divorce and wading further into the… Continue reading Confident Mom Interview #4: Roller derby mama Erin Clark

Confident Mom Interview #3: Lenore Skenazy of Free-Range Kids

Do you remember the media hubbub from a couple years back, when a woman labeled by some as “America’s Worst Mom” let her kid ride the NYC subway all by himself? I thought so. I chatted with Lenore Skenazy of Free-Range Kids one recent Sunday afternoon as she made chicken soup from scratch—and no. Sadly,… Continue reading Confident Mom Interview #3: Lenore Skenazy of Free-Range Kids

Lest ye be judged

Hi all, I'm super tired and have been working (freelance writing) like crazy, during naps and until midnight most nights, and I need sleep and definitely shouldn't be blogging right now. Just wanted to check in, I suppose. By the way, I am almost done editing my interview with Lenore Skenazy, and will post early… Continue reading Lest ye be judged

18 months

On Saturday, Stella demanded "more pie." Then on Sunday, after spying the gleaming white Trophy Cupcake bakery box, she shouted "CUH-CAKES!" Today, she's been crying out for "BAGEL!" I'd read in The Scientist in the Crib that "around 18 months" is a time of unbelievably fast development, including a "naming explosion" wherein the child can… Continue reading 18 months

Confident mom interview #2: Jennifer of Sweet Futility

I'd like to introduce you to my cousin Jennifer. There are a few things you should know about her. First off, she's really, really smart. Or as they say in Massachusetts, where she lives and where I'm from, "wicked smaht." Like, she could've gone to Harvard. But didn't choose to. Which brings me to my… Continue reading Confident mom interview #2: Jennifer of Sweet Futility

Let them eat sugar

I took newly 17-month-old Stella out for ice cream last week. Just me and her. There was no special occasion other than "mama needs ice cream NOW."  We headed out on foot at around 7pm to sneak in our treat before her 7:30 bath (which, of course, didn't happen until 7:45). On the "walk" home,… Continue reading Let them eat sugar

Today’s menu: Waffling

Am I the only mom who waffles more than IHOP? I have a feeling the answer is no, but I had to ask. Because there are days when Stella and I are in a groove, the house is cluttered but not too messy, we have an deeeeelightful outing to Gymboree or the library, Stella sets… Continue reading Today’s menu: Waffling

Boots for standing up in

Babies and toddlers are social magnets. Compliments zing through the air to make their way to you. Strangers swoon in your direction. Silly commentary slides along the sidewalk and lands at your feet. It warms my heart to see people react in an open and friendly way to Stella and all children for that matter. … Continue reading Boots for standing up in

All is not lost.

How can a mere misplaced item spark such rage? This morning, I could not find: My boots. The ones I wear all the time. Eventually found them in the front closet with the rest of our shoes. I'm pretty sure Cody put them away just to mess with me. Stella's right shoe. It was nowhere… Continue reading All is not lost.

The unnameable, rambling post about mommy blogging, growing up, and all that is sacred about parenting, with a special shout-out to Oprah, Heather Armstrong, and Stephanie Nielson. The end.

In our pre-Stella existence, with all our disposable income and endless free time, most of which was spent dining out, Cody and I faithfully attended Bumbershoot. My favorite performance by far was Public Enemy, though we saw a lot of big names along with some fabulous unknowns and rising stars. To us, the festival was… Continue reading The unnameable, rambling post about mommy blogging, growing up, and all that is sacred about parenting, with a special shout-out to Oprah, Heather Armstrong, and Stephanie Nielson. The end.