I don’t miss painstakingly cutting crusts pre-coffee, but I do miss writing love notes on their lunch napkins.
Author: Sammiches Guest Writer
My Anxiety Is No Friend: She Is Actually the Ultimate Mean Girl
Therapists have suggested I think of my anxiety as a friend so that I learn to accept it as a part of my life. But the thing is, my anxiety is a bitch.
School Holiday Parties Are as Dead as Democracy
Typically, Mid-October means moms around the country are gearing up for a season of Pinterest-inspired holiday parties at school. But it’s 2020, and fun has been cancelled.
An Ongoing List of Things 2020 has Ruined
There are countless more examples of things the year 2020 has ruined, but if I have learned anything this year, it is to not count the power of this year out.
For The Love of All Things: Stop Asking and Hold The Suggestions
No, my son isn’t a good sleeper. In fact, he’s a terrible sleeper. And no, I don’t need your suggestions because trust me, we’ve tried them.
No, I Don’t Want to Work the D*mn Concession Stand!
No, super involved volunteer mom, I don’t want to work the damn concession stand Friday night. I want to stay home and talk to zero people.
My Son Is a Biter, and He’s Going Places
I think of all the things my master ankle-biter will be able to sink his teeth into:
Botox and Butt Dimples: How I Learned to Embrace My Post Pregnancy Body
Oddly enough, a semi-famous girl on IG with very few wrinkles and barely one butt dimple is part of the reason I learned to accept my own mom-bod.