Diary of a Fun Mom (reflections on the lengths to which I'll go to entertain my kids for 20 minutes)

Diary of a Fun Mom (reflections on the lengths to which I’ll go to entertain my kids for 20 minutes)

My experiment as a stay at home mom began one month ago today. I’ve come a long way. Especially considering that by 10:00 the morning of my first day home, I was convinced I had already failed. Rory was taking…

I Got 99 Problems, and Number Two is #1

I Got 99 Problems, and Number Two is #1

This is a post about bodily functions. One bodily function, actually. It’s fitting, considering this blog basically got started talking about boobs. And let’s face it. ¬†This is the material I have to work with. I can’t advise you on…

Decisions, decisions

Decisions, decisions

It was a big week for big decisions. – I had two conversations about possible job opportunities. – Our childcare provider, Kelly, who had been on an extended “vacation” while I determined if I was going to work again full…

Opting out, leaning in and searching for something in between

Opting out, leaning in and searching for something in between

This, again, already? That was my first reaction when I saw the New York Times article “The Opt-Out Generation Wants Back In.” It seems like only yesterday that I was intrigued by the original article about “The Opt-Out Revolution,” But…

Like sands through the hourglass, this is Beach, Part 2

Like sands through the hourglass, this is Beach, Part 2

Today, in the second part of my report on our beach trip, I get pretty sappy for someone who usually rolls her eyes at the advice to “enjoy every minute, time goes so fast!” You’d better read it before I…

My week at the beach, part 1: sippin' on gin and Goldfish (somewhat laid back, with my mind on how much sand Rory ate and how much sand Rory ate on my mind)

My week at the beach, part 1: sippin’ on gin and Goldfish (somewhat laid back, with my mind on how much sand Rory ate and how much sand Rory ate on my mind)

I’m back from the beach. It was exactly what I needed it to be. We went back to the same house for the third year in a row with some good friends of ours. At peak occupancy, we had six…