• When I’m Quiet Online

    Six months ago, you could find me posting on the One Mother to Another Facebook page seven or eight times a day. I filled up your News Feeds with pictures of my cluttered living room, regaled you with stories of grocery store meltdowns and commiserated with ...

Yes, My Boys WILL Be Boys

I’ve always had an aversion to the phrase “boys will be boys.” As a woman, the double standard seems entirely unfair; certain behaviors that are laughed off as being characteristic of boys are deemed immature or unladylike as soon as a girl participates in them. When I hear that particular phrase, I can just imagine […]

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7 Tips for Tackling Toddler Tantrums

Before I had kids of my own, I worked with the toddler age group for many years as a teacher in several daycare centers. During those years, I learned a lot about what seems to work and what definitely doesn’t when it comes to preventing and de-escalating tantrums. When it came time to field my […]

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When I’m Quiet Online

Six months ago, you could find me posting on the One Mother to Another Facebook page seven or eight times a day. I filled up your News Feeds with pictures of my cluttered living room, regaled you with stories of grocery store meltdowns and commiserated with you about life in the motherhood trenches. I had a […]

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Five More Minutes

“Five more minutes.” This is my older son’s habitual plea as my husband and I deposit him in bed each night, entreating us to stay with him as he falls asleep. New to the world of “big boy” novelties—a toddler bed and Lightning McQueen underwear chief among them—this request is one of the few remaining […]

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Dear New Mom Friend

Dear New Mom Friend: So far, we’ve only had a few play dates and we’re still in the process of feeling each other out. The first time we met—that day at the playground when you caught me lusting after your top-of-the-line double stroller from the other side of the swingset—I liked you immediately. You didn’t […]

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Little Green Light

“You have to see this video,” my husband says one weekend morning as we linger over breakfast. He hands his phone across the table and punches the play button; the screen comes to life with the sight of my older son doing countless laps around our kitchen like a squirrel who’s just inhaled a line […]

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Holding It Together

Today, I am tired of being the one who holds it all together. Maybe that sounds whiny or accusatory. It’s not meant to be either of those things. I am unbelievably grateful for the gift of motherhood and I am appreciative of all that my husband does to keep our family afloat. He is exceptionally […]

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The Full

My coat pockets are stuffed with used wipes. There’s a blanket of crushed Goldfish and limbless Teddy Grahams covering the floor of my Jeep. My wallet is crammed with receipts for things I’ll never return: a half-used lip gloss, a quarter tank of gas, a drive-thru muffin I’ve already consumed. Of course, it contains none […]

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