My husband and I have worked out a wonderful system of household chore distribution that works well for us. We each know who is responsible for what, and mostly, it...
My husband has a long history of gag gifts. His specialty this year was a magnet I proudly display on the refrigerator that reads, “My favorite outdoor activity is going...
I think way too much about food. Maybe it’s because I am the main grocery-shopper and menu-planner and food-maker for my family of 6. Maybe it’s because I am always...
Last week, after an exhausting day, I crawled into bed and laid right down onto of my son’s pee stain, cuddled up and went to bed. In peace. That’s when...
With increasing demands from extracurricular activities, challenging academic classes, social outings, and – let’s face it – technology, finding time to study can seem next to impossible. In order to...
I used to enjoy watching TV. I used to love reading. And I used to enjoy an occasional night at the movies. Until I had a baby. This isn’t your standard...
Stretch marks? Ok, I knew they were coming. Areas of stored “brown fat” my midwife told me would be impossible to exercise away until I was done nursing? Made my...
During a new year, we are surrounded by constant messages to lose weight. Join a weight loss challenge, start an elimination diet, and workout until exhaustion. These are all common...
The question of being an introvert or an extrovert has always paralyzed me. Um…a little of both? How could I choose? Were people really all one or all the other...
I often get asked about work-life balance, and as a female entrepreneur managing seven-year old twins, a four-year old, and training for this year’s Boston Marathon, I find myself saying,...
One of the most challenging aspects of motherhood in this digital age is the built-in comparison between yourself and others. Intentional or not, one casualty of mindless newsfeed scrolling is...
When they say your heart walks outside of you, it’s true. Mothering changed my identity. Part of me is in my son. My life is tethered to him, our family...
I’ve always had a hard time defining my creativity. Am I artistic? No. Even my stick figures are shameful, and I can’t draw a circle to save my life. Am...