Call me an amateur. New Year’s Eve is my favorite holiday. The mandated sparkly attire, the having-a-party-because-it’s-the-requirement, the tossing out of the old and dreaming up new goals and hopes for the future… the mandatory making out at midnight. How can you not love it? I’ve always L-O-V-E-D New Year’s Eve. Until this past New Year’s…
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Bungee-jumping, a 2nd birthday, a baptism and me with Maury Povich.
Do you bungee? I never have. But I do it every single day. Most of us moms do. I don’t even know where to begin. The last week has been a blur… somewhere in it, LadyP turned 2 (TWO?!? — yes, I weep as I write this), we Christened our 7-month old LilMiss (more weeping)…
Push Presents: Rings, rules, being right.
Who likes sparkly things? (Duh.) Since I’ve ticked off pregnant women everywhere about my thoughts on push-presents (I think they’re ridiculous), I’m now making things right: Buying YOURSELF a push presents and/or ME-gifts is totally okay. (Yes, I make up these inane ‘filosophies’ as I live them.) Motivation for moms is always fabulous. I just…
Celebrity moms, baby weight & bouncing back: YES WE CAN.
Celebrity mom, baby weight & bouncing back. Talk about a loaded topic. Let’s talk about it. Gaining weight, losing weight, how new mom celebrities make us feel bad. Correction: How they make SOME PEOPLE feel bad. As a lone duck I’ll shout that no woman should feel bad when seeing svelte new celebrity moms… opt…
New Mom Style: No more slutty shoes.
It’s a sad day when new mom style no longer requires slutty pink shoes. Humor me with a quick flashback to November 2010: LadyP was 2 months old and I was waging a wild and desperate war on frumpy postpartum mommyhood. Those of you who’ve followed my humble ramblings from the beginning of my momventure will…
New Mom Tips: Fix your bed with a baby.
Do you have trouble fixing your bed with a crying baby in the house? Is your disheveled bedroom making you annoyed even as you walk past it for the fifth diaper change in one hour? Do you wish for the days when you could keep a tidy house without being distracted and interrupted? Aha! You’ve…
The confession I’m scared to confess.
After a 2-week blogging hiatus and stay-cation with my family, I’ve come to a shocking conclusion that I never thought I’d be able to admit. EVER. DEEP BREATH. Stay-at-home mommyhood isn’t all that bad. It’s FUN. I’M HAVING FUN. Crap. Did I just say that out loud? I was the girl who always figured I’d have kids,…
