Bone tired

  I wish I had a lot to write about today, but I have been to-the-bone tired. This is one of those weeks where I feel like I’m running in place: I clean, but the apartment doesn’t feel like it’s improving. I care for the boys, but I don’t feel like I’m having meaningful moments…

Motherhood, judgement, and taking a deep breath.

  I got sucked into the vortex of conservative blogging this week, and I didn’t even mean to. It started when someone who I went to high school with posted a link to this article about a white woman and her adoptive daughter and their hair dilemma. It’s an old article, but it has seemed to…

Yo, [Preschool lady], I’mma let you finish, but…

So, two things happened on Wednesday after I finished my post that have stuck with me all week and both were annoying and funny at the same time. First, on Facebook, I ran across this horribly written article by Shawn Bean, executive editor at Parenting magazine. This open letter to Mr. West was written, I think…

Maybe it’s the moon?

  There is just something going on this week. It is just the week from Hell. And yes, it’s only mid-day Wednesday. I don’t know what it is, but the kids are all off the chain this week. I run a co-op playgroup at one of the prestigious colleges here in The North (don’t get…

Where is the Lobbyist for my Sons?

I’m having a huge problem with the current news cycle at the moment. There seems to be a complete disconnect between those on the top of our hierarchy and the people who are in the middle and at the bottom. For some reason, I’ve got a President who doesn’t really want to include women or…

A Cacophony of Mommy Fail or, as some call it, Wednesday

  I have Mommy Perfection Syndrome. Mommy Perfection Syndrome (MPS) is a mental disease that requires you to not only look like you are the perfect mom to the outside world, but that you also actually be that perfect mom to the insiders of your family. Symptoms include not asking for help, not accepting help when offered, smiling through the…

Why is it so hard to make Mom friends?

What is up with mom culture? I really don’t get it. I feel like we are in the same boat: Someone needs our attention from the time we wake up until the time we go to bed (and often times, even after that!). No day is the same, though there is a guarantee that something…

Emancipating My Own Plantation

It would seem that I have 89 slaves. Most of those slaves are working to keep my babies’ butts clean. No matter how many times I do the Slavery Footprint Survey, the number came out about the same. Let’s be clear about a few things: I consider myself to be a pretty “normal” middle class…

Starting 2013 with failure

  I woke up yesterday morning disappointed. Not because of anything happening with my own personal life, but because, for some reason, only one chamber of our government was able to get something done on the fiscal cliff before the self imposed deadline. For some reason, the House of Representatives, the “people’s house,” the house that…