New Years Eve. A night filled with wonder, drunken shenanigans, glitter, fun glasses with the New Year on them, and of course, a New Year’s kiss. Over the years, my NYE adventures have varied, from pre-gaming and going to the bars, classy dinners with my bae (yea, that’s you, Pat) and nights that are a… Continue reading Is that you, New Years?
Parenthood continues to surprise me with its sweet, sweet, irony. There are times when I feel like I am on a merry-go-round. The ride starts with so much anticipation and excitement, only to be met with feelings of monotony (and sometimes nausea) after going round and round for a while, to finally have it end… Continue reading Isn’t it ironic?
Fear. It is the only word that accurately describes the look a host gives us when my sisters and I go out to eat with our children. I was thinking about this the other night, as I drove home from a glorious, childfree, dinner with Cassie and Brittany. I love, love, love being with Riley,… Continue reading Proper Restaurant Etiquette (or lack there of)
Terrible Twos- how bad can they really be? This is the question I asked myself on Riley’s second birthday, as I watched her jump up and down with pure glee at the sight of her new tricycle. The answer after 9 months of pure mental and physical exhaustion? – hard, really, really, hard. The child… Continue reading Terrible Twos and “I Love You’s”
Daycare is basically college for children under the age of five. The cost will make you want to die cry and the prep work is so time consuming that it could function as a full-time job. My mind is literally blown every day when I make it through drop-off and get to my desk on time. And… Continue reading The Daycare Dilemma
Dinnertime in our house has become a constant battle. It’s chaotic, messy, and usually results in tears – mostly from Riley, but I definitely join in on the waterworks from time to time. As a mom of two, who works full-time, planning dinners is hard; ok that is the understatement of the century. Planning dinners… Continue reading The Daily Dinner Struggle
Before Bode was born, I often wondered how people survived with more than one kid. In a fleeting moment of self-reflection, I realized I could barely get myself out of the house when it was just Riley and I. And when I did, I usually hadn’t showered, had spit-up on my shirt, and goldfish stuck… Continue reading Mommy’s Hiding in the Closet Again…
The first signs of spring are always a welcomed sight to Vermonters. The birds are chirping, the lake is thawing, and the below zero temperatures are just a faint, distant memory. Though I am jumping for joy with the rest of the pasty-white citizens of this gorgeous state, I am also starting to worry about… Continue reading Sandy beaches or hazardous waste pits?
I have to admit, I’ve never really paid attention to the boarding instructions prior to getting on an airplane before. Usually, I’m too busy pressing my nose against the nearest window, examining every visible inch of the plane for signs that a wing might fall off or a tire might burst during take-off. After that,… Continue reading Now boarding those with OCD and small children…
If you have a serious addiction to gossip magazines, like I do, you may be aware of US Weekly’s “What’s In My Bag” segment. Lately, I’ve been thinking about my own bag and how much it has changed over the last 10 months. So, here is my own, new-mom edition, of “What’s In My Bag.”… Continue reading What’s In My Bag?