Treasuring My Mommy Memories and The Last Times

Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time to go to sleep. I paused, pulled the blanket to her chin and carefully tucked the sides around her chunky little legs. Good night, my sweet angel. It was to be my daughter’s last night in her crib, and the first “last” I truly stopped to take in. That night dinner waited in the oven, an article remained unwritten on my computer, and an unbuilt toddler bed sat upstairs, but…

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10 Tips for the New Work-at-Home Mom

Over the last ten years, my work has gradually shifted from “traditional,” as in outside of the home, to less-traditional: working from home most of the time. Though this change happened over time, it was a deliberate shift that I made. The work I have pursued not only can be done at home, but there is more flexibility to it: I often have the option for the specific time I spend on tasks. I can choose to work early morning (I don’t), during nap (usually), or at the end of…

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Why This Prude Mother Is Sticking Up for Teen Vogue

The Internet is losing its mind over a recent Teen Vogue article about anal sex, with the crusade leader (a fellow parenting blogger) encouraging people to burn any copies of the magazine they can get their hands on, as well as request business owners to pull the publication from its shelves. Her perspective is Teen Vogue is providing children ages 11-17 a handbook on how to be sodomized. (She might not be aware that according to research done by MRI, the median age of Teen Vogue is closer to 24.)…

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No, the Second Kid Isn’t Easier than the First

You’ve seen the memes and advertisements. With the first kid, the mom is fussy and uncertain; by the second, they’re confident and together. But watching those advertisements or reading those little quips makes me want to throw something. My version would be the opposite—confident with a young toddler alone, ripping my hair out with both. I have definitely found having a second kid is much harder at times than the first one, at least in the beginning. There’s a bunch of shit you never really learned with the first kid Sure,…

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Burned-Out Mother Seeks Personal Assistant

I recently found myself standing in Target, unable to move. I stared intently at the boxes of pasta, trying to appear deep in thought on the relative merits of angel hair vs. rotini and hoping nobody noticed that I was no longer sure how to put one foot in front of the other. Exhaustion had spread into the very core of my being, and I could no longer power through—I am a burned-out mother. I glanced at my shopping list and wondered when I’d learned to write in a foreign…

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