Parenting

Yes, my kid on a leash. Don't judge me!

Yes, my kid on a leash. Don't judge me!

I’ve done everything to keep this kid by my side. I’ve bribed him, telling him “If you stay with me, we can get a new Hot Wheels car!” I’ve told him about stranger danger, which has prompted him to point at people, yell “Stranger!” and then run off. I’ve strapped him in a stroller, only to have him wiggle and scream like a rabid animal. I’ve tried carrying him, too, but it was like trying to hold a little breakdancer popping and locking in my arms. 

Friends, We Need To Clear Up This Common Playdate Misunderstanding

Friends, We Need To Clear Up This Common Playdate Misunderstanding

Hey Jenny,

Thank you so much for coming to my house for the playdatetoday. My son adored playing with your daughter, and I know he’s looking forward to the next time they get to hang out outside of school. I’m all about honesty in a relationship, so I wanted to write this email to address something that’s been on my mind since you left my house.

Wanted: Mom Friend (Debbie Downers Need Not Apply)

Wanted: Mom Friend (Debbie Downers Need Not Apply)

Since I’ve had kids, I’ve created a whole new network of friends who have kept me on course throughout this wild journey. What I never expected about parenthood, was how hard it would be to create and maintain new friendships with people. Things like naps, parenting techniques, and exhaustion end up making or breaking potential mom-friendships. 

The Period Wants What It Wants

My period is a powerful force and not one to be trifled with when it comes to food. I’ve seen too many articles telling women how to eat well during your period or how to curb your cravings. I’m not hearing that. Emily Dickinson once wrote, “The heart wants what it wants.” I’d like to fine-tune this quote and declare, “The period wants what it wants.”

Attention, Parents: This Is What Your Restaurant Server Wants You To Know

I waited tables for over 12 years. I’ve worn uniforms and served all kinds of foods from ramen to crepes to ribs to pizza. I’ve worked in places that I really loved (mostly because of the staff) and other places that I’ve loathed. Most of my waitressing shifts have been excruciatingly painful to get through. However, I’ve learned more about the human psyche and the world around me from these serving jobs than probably anything else in my 30-plus years on this planet. Read more...