Love and Toothpaste Tubes
Our three stairstep girls were in the back of the minivan as we drove to a friends’ house for supper. Collectively, I had labored thirty-eight hours to bring them into the world. I said, “Tomorrow’s Mother’s Day.” My husband groaned. “I knew you forgot.” He
Babeorexia ~ the skinny on baby rolls
Bigorexia: muscle dysmorphia or biorexia is a disorder in which a person becomes obsessed with the idea that he or she is not muscular enough. Babeorexia: chubby dysmorphia or babeorexia is a disorder in which a mother becomes obsessed with the
Smorgasbord Mommy
Before my daughter’s birth, I was determined never to become that mom. You know, the one who forces neighbors within a twenty-mile radius to keep the pediatrician’s number on speed dial and who requires a second medical opinion when defining
Marriage Does Not Mean Seeing Eye To Eye
My husband and I often do not see eye to eye, and that is not just because of our twelve inch height difference. I have a weakness for wrapping babies like little burritos until their scrunched, reddened faces are the
The Great Mystery
It is impossible to imagine what our child will be like coming from parents so starkly contrasted in both personality and looks. I’ll go so far as to squint at my husband -- attempting to transplant his square shoulders and mountain-man scruffies
You Can Take The Girl Out of The Country…
My front tire’s explosion was really not as dramatic as I thought it would be. I always thought if you were going down a four-lane interstate at eighty miles an hour and your tire exploded that the steering wheel would
Finding My Way Through The Wall
Sure, I get to sit here in my stocking feet with a mug of tea beside my computer and look outside where a sparrow is trying to head butt his way through our Hardyboard siding, but sometimes -- despite these
Little People Can Have Babies Too!
My husband and I were sitting on the couch, having our morning coffee, when I paused in the magazine I was flipping through and showed him the picture. “Do you think our daughter’ll look like that?” I asked.Taking a sip
You Know You’re Taking Advantage of Your Pregnancy When . . .
You claim that baby really wants Daddy to watch Pride and Prejudice with him/her, the five hour version with Colin Firth and the pond scene. You preface every chore around the house with a sign and “I would do it, Honey, but
No Place Like Home
Our plane, en route to JFK airport, lost its weather radar and had to make an emergency landing in Detroit. Though no oxygen masks were deployed from the ceiling and no cheery attendants herded us through the side exits like