Tag: guilt

What This Special Needs Parent Wants You To Know

I regularly have conversations with fellow special needs parents; admittedly, mostly moms. A general grievance is our interactions—on a daily basis—with those who are...

Mom Guilt, It’s Time For A Break Up

  Mom Guilt. Two little words that often linger in a mother's head and cause undue suffering. If you're a mother, and I'm going to...

Taking The Leap: When Is It Time For Preschool?

How do you know when to take the leap and send your child to preschool? Can someone tell me if it's time? Make this...

Why I Need To Stop Feeling Guilty For Being A Stay-At-Home...

I am a stay-at-home mom. I am also a feminist. Do these things inherently negate each other? They don't have to and I am...

The Contest Between Chores And Play

“Come, Mama.” Her little voice always seems to summon me for play at the most inconvenient times – amid a never-ending list of cleaning, tidying,...

My Internal “Momologues”

Social media takes a lot of heat for making moms feel ‘lesser than.’ And I wholeheartedly agree. For a minute though, I’d like to...

The Irrational Brain Of A Guilt Ridden Mom

My children are in bed now.  All 3 of the little nut jobs (scratch that.  Number 2 came out of her room as I...

To Eat Or Not To Eat: That Is The Question!...

I remember when my nephew was little. It seemed like all he ate – for YEARS – was buttered noodles. And bread. Since I...

I Miscarried, And I’m Okay.

I miscarried, and I’m okay. It’s strange, the ways having a daughter transforms you. Some are cliché and obvious, and some you don’t anticipate. For...

I SURVIVED :: A First Year Story Of A Mom With...

Ignorance Is Bliss? My son was born in June 2014. Everything was *amazing*. We couldn't ask for anything more. We thought, "Should we try for...

I Am Not A Pinterest Mom

I have a confession to make. I don’t like Pinterest. I know, I know. Put down your repurposed decorative pitchforks and hear me out. Have you...

Scary Mommy

Scary Mommy comes to visit occasionally at our house. She doesn’t say mean things to the kids, but she yells and sometimes points her...

My Mother’s Day Promise

I get frustrated A LOT.  Before I became a mother, I am pretty sure I never used to get this frustrated. I can’t help it! My...

Weekend Staycation: A Glimpse of My Pre-Baby Self

Last weekend my husband and I dropped off our 14-month daughter at her grandparents’ house for the weekend. We then took off to go….(wait...