Listening to your mother

When I was pregnant with my son, I was working at a company located about an hour away from where I was living. I would sit in the car and sing along to the radio, secure in the fact that my son was the only one who could hear me and he wouldn't judge me for being out of tune....more

Don't fear the needle

My son and I are at his annual wellness checkup. He giggles when the doctor looks in his ears, and he shows her his muscles. He asks questions about how the doctor is able control his reflexes and what his heartbeat sounds like. At the end of the visit, he reminds her that he isn't scheduled to get any immunizations until he turns 10. He waits for her to confirm this statement....more

It's time for some Daddy play

My husband is stretched out on the bed while I put away some clothes. What happens next is inevitable: My son comes into the bedroom and climbs on top of his Daddy. For the next half-hour, they play some game that I don't understand, but they both know the rules. It involves keeping each other down on the bed and tickling and laughter and it makes no sense to me....more

Sometimes charts make me sad

I hate to bum you out on a Friday, but if you are a working woman, you have to see this. On this link from the Wall Street Journal is a chart showing how women earn less than men in 439 of the 446 major U.S. jobs....more

Choosing what to forget

Up until this point, my husband and I have been the keeper of our son's memories. I've written letters to him since I learned I was pregnant, I'm one of those scrapbooking Moms who has shelves full of family albums documenting our family adventures, and my wonderful husband is the photographer of the family, capturing all the big (and little) moments of our lives....more

Leaving the cereal on the shelf

I ate breakfast every morning when I was little - oatmeal in the winter, cereal in the warmer months, pancakes or waffles on the weekends. Breakfast was, after all, the most important meal of the day. I probably needed that meal to sustain me as the nuns were not going to let us eat again until lunch at 12:30. ...more

Are You Worried About Your Child's Weight?

I have a little secret: I am concerned about my son's future weight. He's not in any danger of being overweight right now, but it is an issue that I try to keep my eye on. Is he getting enough regular exercise? Eating enough healthy food? Growing the way he should? I am concerned about all these things. Clearly, I read too many parent studies, and they weigh on my mind. ...more
It does worry me, especially now that my daughter is at the age she can go with friends to get ...more

Where is your phone right now?

When I am work, I carry my mobile phone with me from meeting to meeting. I do not want to do this, but should I get a call from my son's school, I want to be able to answer it. I try to keep it on silent, so it will not ding during meetings, and I try to remember to turn the volume back on at the end of the day in case my husband calls while I am driving home from work. (I am not always successful at remembering either of those things - sorry, Honey!)...more

A bunch of little liars

I once read about a Mother who was tired of her sons' lies. So, she told them that she was going to lie to them as much as they lied to her. For two days, she lied to them. She lied about plans to take them to the park, what was for dinner, that they could go out for ice cream, that she would get them that new game they wanted. Everything she said was a lie, and by the second day, her sons asked her to stop....more

Good cop; bad cop

At work, when things get rough for my team, I have to play the role of bad cop. (Or maybe it is mean cop, I am not always sure.) The point is: I sometimes have to be the tough guy to back up my team. And I am happy to take on that role. At work....more
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