I remember going to a "special" class with my Girl Scout troop and our moms. The class focused on the intimate details that, for most of us, had yet to arrive. Details like under arm hair and other...stuff. I don't remember much of the class as I think my brain did me a solid and blocked a lot of ... » Learn More about The Second Coming of Puberty
My husband, who is a math teacher and a baseball coach, has been on spring break for the last few days. The anticipation I worked up in honor of his break made me giddy: he would be home to help with morning chaos and the kids' bath time and maybe--just maybe--I could sleep in. All very selfish, I ... » Learn More about My Family is Trying to Kill Me
Fast and easy recipes, faster and easier exercises, immaculate homes scrubbed down with all-natural cleansers, long, flowing hair that takes only six seconds to achieve--I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE! I ignored the initial buzz about Pinterest and actually rejected the first few invitations I received, ... » Learn More about Pinterest is Ruining My Life
This morning, after I actually told my son to wipe his snotty nose on his shirt sleeve, I realized that I may suck as a parent. I'm almost certain moms and dads (especially moms) from generations past would shake their heads in mass disapproval at some of the crap I have done and will continue to do ... » Learn More about Proof That I’m a Terrible Parent
When my husband and I discovered we were expecting our first child in November of 2008, we engaged in nightly pillow talk (read: I forced endless baby name conversations upon him and he fell asleep during my ramblings) about our unborn child. Who would he look like? Would he have my husband's easy ... » Learn More about I Love, Therefore I Lie.