Sunday was Mother’s Day, and I had no expectations. My husband and I have been arguing, money has been tight, and the schedule has been packed. I felt that there was no point in getting my hopes up that “it would be my day.” Being that my kid isn’t even two, I doubted I’d even get so much recognition as a macaroni necklace.
Mother’s Day is hard for all moms. It sucks to have people tell you that it’s all about you, when really, as soon as they say “Happy Mother’s Day” and throw their last-minute, everything-else-was-sold-out gift at you, they’re off the hook and it’s back to the same grind that you do every freaking day. It’s especially hard when your own mom isn’t around anymore. For the last nine years, Mother’s Day has been more about what I didn’t have than what I did.
We now have half a kitchen (renovations are mostly complete but we ran out of money for appliances) so we decided to invite a couple of friends over to celebrate the day with us, and that was hands down the best thing that we could have done. Ladies, your mom tribe is everything. We spent the day laughing and drinking sangria, and ate a fabulous homemade brunch. It was the first time I felt like I had anything to celebrate.
I’m writing this to say: if your Mother’s Day sucked, that’s okay. It’s not fair, and I wish it wasn’t the case, but it’s okay. Most of this whole motherhood thing sucks, and even on Mother’s Day, we’ve still gotta be on call. But try to find a moment of celebration anywhere, where you are happy to be alive and trudging through this amazing, exhausting journey with amazing, exhausted women who get it. And be thankful it’s on a Sunday and day-drinking is totally okay.
I love you and you’re doing great.
((The spa deals are still going until the end of May)).
Today is World Sleep Day, and there’s probably no more hot button issue for parents than sleep—how much they’re getting, how much baby is getting, and how can they get more of it. (As I’m writing this, I can hear my toddler hollering on the baby monitor. Sigh. Be right back). Continue reading →
Last week (March 2nd-March 9th) was National Sleep Awareness Week (not that we, as parents, need to be any more aware of the sleep that we are or are not getting). In honor of Sleep Awareness Week, I asked a good friend of mine, Qeyiana, who recently gave birth to her second child, if she would test out the SNOO Smart Bassinet, designed by renowned pediatrician Dr. Harvey Karp, the patron saint behind the book The Happiest Baby On The Block. Continue reading →
It’s been quite some time since I posted. Valerie and I optimistically took on this self-care challenge at the beginning of this year, hoping to lead by example and help parents (especially moms) everywhere learn how to prioritize their own health and well-being. I was so excited. I’ve been burning myself out trying to juggle school, the (multiple) sites I write for, my full-time job, my part-time job, planning an overseas trip, my kitchen renovation, and of course, my toddler.
In one organization that I’m affiliated with, they say that when you make a new commitment to something, what will inevitably start to happen in your life is that you will see all the things that no longer fit with who you want to be. It’s not that things are so wrong, it’s just that you’re seeing them in the light of the new determination that you’ve made. Continue reading →
Okay, folks. We’re almost one month into this self-care thing. How’s it going?
Yeah. I thought so. Me too.
It’s HARD to take care of yourself. It’s hard to prioritize your own care in a world that is constantly pulling on you in every direction. How can you afford to take the time to take care of yourself when you can barely hold it together at work? Continue reading →
My daughter recently learned to walk, much to my excitement (and consternation). As a first time mom, I kind of thought that she would take one step, then another, and then be off and running. At least, that’s what everyone kept telling me. Turns out walking is much more of a process than I had anticipated. Continue reading →
I’m obsessed with New Year’s. Being an extremely Type-A, high-strung perfectionist, I love any special day dedicated to making lists and making improvements in my daily life. But for many years in a row, my resolutions have all been about getting more done, getting stuff accomplished, and generally just a twelve-month long to-do list.
In my first full year of parenting, I’ve realized that the cliche is true–if mama’s not happy, no one’s happy. So this year I want to try to do something that I’ve never done before. Something much harder. And I want you to do it too.
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One of the most stressful things about being pregnant and breastfeeding is that your list of over-the-counter remedies pretty much evaporates. When I was pregnant, I couldn’t take anything for nausea, indigestion, or headaches. I thought that was bad…until I was breastfeeding and got the flu. Not once, or even twice, but three times. Continue reading →
Part of raising a family is embracing the mess of daily life. I love kids, but I don’t love that part of motherhood quite so much. I tend to be a bit of a germophobe, so I catch myself going through a lot of paper towels. But so many of the things in life that are fun are a little (or a lot!) messy—first foods, first art projects and first birthdays! So, Phoenix and I headed to Manhattan to celebrate her first birthday party with Bounty and mother and author Kristin Cavallari, where I knew they’d have my back when it came time for clean-up. Continue reading →