I had a conversation recently that tapped into a phenomenon I have been obsessing about lately. A fellow mom friend was describing her agony over the posting of a picture of her kids eating fast food.
My son, Atticus, is now 5 weeks old and the sleepless nights are really starting to get to me. Well, specifically around 3 a.m.
Picture this: A mom is walking down the sidewalk pushing a newborn in a stroller with one hand, while simultaneously holding the bloodied hand of her 4-year-old as they walk home from the park. With minimal tears, he makes the trip with blood on both hands, as well as large smears on his nos…
Momaha blogger, Jenny Razor, describes the distinct differences between baby No. 1 and baby No. 2, saying, "If only I knew then what I know now."
I hear all the time from fellow moms who say none of their decisions feel exactly right. We are constantly filled with doubt and uncertainty and judgment. And that’s a tough identity to embrace.
Everything is in place Baby No. 2. And now I'm filled with questions as we anticipate the arrival.
As soon as the "+" sign appeared on that little white stick, I had an almost immediate sense of freedom.
In preparation for baby No. 2 and the large daycare bills looming, we have been working on taking control of our finances.
While the new remake of ‘Annie’ shows the title character could be anyone, a Delaware mom claims the Target campaign for the movie’s clothing line tie-in tells a much less colorful story.
Have you ever wondered what indoctrination looks like? Well, you should spend a Wednesday night at my house to see it up close and personal.
The sticker charts, tracking of each bowel movement, rewards, constant praising, paying attention, discussing and cajoling and diapers (for a few more months anyway) might just be going away this weekend.
We are expecting our second child.
I have a lot of teacher friends and a lot of mommy friends. Many of those teacher friends are also moms. And a lot of my mommy friends used to be teachers, but are now staying at home with their young children. I even have friends that work part-time and stay at home part-time. And I have co…
When we first moved into our new house two years ago in August, beyond the newness of the physical house, I was excited to start over in a new neighborhood. I had fond memories of my childhood neighborhood with all the kids playing at each other’s houses, knowing all the adults by name and v…
It wasn’t long, maybe 18 months, before I noticed Braxton making a sound that imitated gunfire. I do remember feeling uncomfortable when he first did it and I may have even asked him to stop.
A few months into having our two cats, I had developed a routine to be able to sleep through the night and not be disturbed.
This past weekend I had the pleasure of getting together with some of my closest friends who have moved away in the past few years. These are my fellow mom friends and inevitably we talked about our lives as moms: our loves, our laughs, our gripes and our worries.
When I first found out I was pregnant with Braxton, I made the purchase I had been waiting to make. I bought and eagerly started reading "What to Expect When You’re Expecting."
As a teacher currently on summer break, I am going to let non-teachers in on a little secret. Summer break to us, among many other things, is like New Year’s. We fill it full of resolutions. Many of those resolutions are related to school. We will organize our files; make changes to that uni…
As Father’s Day approaches, I’ve been thinking about when I discovered the biases and beliefs I have about dads. Through conversations that have challenged my beliefs, I have discovered how my expectations have changed and how lucky I am to have the father of my son that I do.
It all started when Braxton was a baby.
I recently read an article titled “The Overprotected Kid” in the Atlantic Monthly.
It started with a cough around Valentine’s day and then became a miserable cold that lasted for a month.
Recently, I have found myself living in two worlds that should not exist at the same time.
As my husband Anthony’s 30th birthday approached, I decided to use the opportunity to execute an elaborate plan for a party that involved layers of planning and keeping said plans a secret. This is a particularly poor skill of mine
At the Razor household, we have officially, as one of Braxton’s favorite new books calls it, “climbed aboard the potty train.” It was something I honestly dreaded and avoided for a long time; a good six months after they started having him try at daycare.
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