Welcome to 2018, where everyone is offended, and you need a master’s to flip a burger. But let’s backtrack. I grew up in an era (does starting a sentence that way make me old?) where each child you conceived came out with a dollar sign on their forehead: in roughly 17 years, that baby will go to college – to the tune of anywhere between $5,000 to $30,000 annually, depending on the school they choose.… READ THE REST
These aren’t the best days of my life. You go out of your way to tell me they are. You tell me in the grocery store as I wrestle through with my toddler, you comment on my Facebook status when I complain of my exhaustion.… READ THE REST
My daughter is my soulmate. She drives me clinically insane, but she is my everything. This is honestly how I feel. I love my husband beyond words, but the love I have for my daughter at just 20 months old surpasses any love that I think could be possible.… READ THE REST
I had a real go with the last child I had. I mean, even from the beginning when I first found out I was pregnant, she let me know that she was a force to be reckoned with and it’s best if I sit first.… READ THE REST
You may have stumbled upon “Girls Incarcerated” on Netflix and added it to your watch list. Or perhaps you skimmed past it, presuming it was another “Orange is the New Black” spinoff. I’d recommend you queueing up an episode, though, sooner rather than later.… READ THE REST
What if I told you that I’m a stay-at-home mom who doesn’t always want to be a stay-at-home mom, but doesn’t want to be anything other than a stay-at-home mom. Does that make you want to reach out to a stranger on the Internet and tell them they should have their children confiscated and given to someone who is more appreciative (aka suffers in silence)?… READ THE REST
A huge struggle in marriage happens the second you get pregnant. Immediately women start fawning over these tiny humans. We talk to them, we play them music. We rub our belly’s and hope they feel connected to the touch of our hands.… READ THE REST
Dear New Mom,
One day you’re not gonna feel blessed, it’s gonna be harder to think God is Good, and coffee and messy buns won’t be the easy answer to your prayers. Motherhood will stop getting you high and Target runs won’t be a salve for your wounds.… READ THE REST
Tuesday night we had our last dinner together as “just us,” although we had NO idea. Wednesday morning I woke up at 5:30 questioning if my water had broken. I had wondered the same thing the night before, but wasn’t sure and didn’t want to make a big fuss over nothing.… READ THE REST
My husband and I recently found out we were expecting twin daughters, which really amped up our girl count from 1 to 3 quickly. Because that’s how math works, much to people’s dismay. We can say with almost great certainty that this will be my final pregnancy.… READ THE REST
At 13 weeks pregnant with my second daughter, I found myself overwhelmed, nauseous every second, and praying for a cloning development to come through so somebody could take care of my kid.
My husband works anywhere from 50-70 hours a week, so that was a bust.… READ THE REST
I saw the way you looked at her, and then back at me. Disgusted. Annoyed. You glanced at your friend conspiratorially; your face said, “Why would she bring a child here?” You were genuinely bothered. I imagine you think the best place for her is at home.… READ THE REST
In the light of one of my friends just having her first baby, I can’t help but think about those first few weeks after having my daughter, Olive. They were amazing, they were life changing, and they were absolutely horrible. You have this thought while you’re pregnant that everything is going to be sunshine and rainbows when your baby is finally here.… READ THE REST
I SAW YOU…
I saw you today and I judged you. I saw you in your tight, size 0, lululemon black leggings and your tied-up, sheer, white t-shirt. You were rocking your long blonde hair extensions (like I once had) and your trendy hat, as you pushed your young child in his ride-on toy.… READ THE REST
I’ve done it. You’ve done it. The lady at the grocery store has done it. That “it” I’m talking about… It’s mom shaming.
I’ll start here though. Hi, I’m Candice. I am not a writer, so, I’m sure this will have grammatical errors that’ll drive some people crazy.… READ THE REST
When you’re expecting, family, friends and social media basically sum up parenthood as cuddles, kisses & joy. And the rest… well, it’s rough. But I’m here to fill you in on a few things that I’ve found aren’t as bad as people prepped me for.… READ THE REST
82% of single-parents are mothers. The number of single-mothers has risen over the years as divorce continues to climb at alarming rates and dads disappear.
There is magic in a mother’s hand. It’s soft and forgiving, a mother’s “hush” can sooth a crying baby instantly.… READ THE REST
I know. If you are anything like me, and most divorced women with children, you’re feeling defensive right off the bat. I had a list of qualms with the idea of an imaginary woman coming into my kids lives. I thought about her being mean, or messy, or not taking care of them the way I want.… READ THE REST
You can never be fully prepared for the parenthood experience, but there are certain things I never thought to expect. These 10 things sit outside the realm of sleep depravation and diapers.
- Children cannot be trusted. “Don’t let them out of your sight” is basically the tagline of parenthood, and not because there is danger lurking in every corner (there is though, so don’t consider relaxing).
“why did you do that? Why? Why? Why? I’m going to thpank you!.. yeow! Ptew! Woosh!”
“no, I’m sorry, don’t thpank me!”
“I’m gonna thpank you! Yeow! Pew!”
That was my daughter’s playtime. Mommy dinosaur was spanking baby dinosaur. I sat down on the floor and sobbed.… READ THE REST