Every so often, when speaking about my depression, a well-intentioned friend or family member reminds me that “it’s okay; everyone gets depressed.” While I know the phrase is meant to lift my spirits and remind me I am not alone, I cannot help but cringe. But instead of speaking up, I […]
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16 Undeniable Laws of Motherhood
When you become a mom, you learn all about the Laws of Motherhood right away. These laws don’t make any sense, but they are fact. Maybe our kids hate us, maybe it is payback for all the trouble we gave our own mothers, or maybe we lost so many brain […]
To Hell in a Handbag: Why Moms Can’t Have Nice Things
by Mary Widdicks of Outmanned “It’s designer.” My husband beamed at me with such pride you would have thought he’d tanned the leather of the handbag himself with his own blood, sweat, and tears. I turned the large grey bag over in my hands, admiring the luscious purple lining and […]
I Don’t Know How Many Kids We’ll Have, and That’s OK
My son stopped sleeping this week. Like literally just stopped. I put him to bed, crawled into my own bed, rolled over and there he was standing there, staring at me. It’s freaky. Needless to say, I am tired. After a night of zero hours of sleep, I decided it was a […]
7 Reasons I’m Hiding in the Bathroom
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] By Hannah Murphy of Naps and Nostalgia. We’ve all been there, haven’t we? We’ve all found ourselves sitting on the floor of our bathrooms counting to ten at some point, right? Please tell me I’m not alone in this parental failure department. Tell me I’m not […]
What’s That Spot? Business Attire for the Working Mom
By Liv of Live By Surprise The one thing about being a working mother is, no matter how hard you try to leave the house without some bit of something on your clothing, you can’t. It must be some weird physics thing. There’s like a vortex or something from the […]
An Ode to Pets: They Are Family, Too!
Hannah, a Jack Russell Terrier, was not only a ‘man’s best friend,’ she was a family member. “Hannah” was my son’s first word, his cuddly buddy and a protector from all that goes bump in the night. My son, at age 8, had to say, “Godspeed’ to his dear buddy […]
How Feeding a Toddler is Like Going into Battle
For some reason, meal time in our house is always a battle. Regardless of what is being served. I could bring out a fucking lobster and get the same damn reaction. Most likely because my son has never eaten lobster before, but I digress. In the past several months, I’ve […]