Who deals with crap on a daily basis? I do! I do! At least I did this week. But please don’t tell the fabulous network executives that I had meetings with what I did just before driving to their shiny offices to talk about my past, present (and hopefully future!) TV experience. Mama’s working on…
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The one good thing about this week? Passing these tidbits on to you…
Maybe it was the short week that threw me off. Maybe it was the 2 baby girls that refused – REFUSED – to go to bed when they are supposed to. Maybe it was my constantly-running nose. Whatever the case, this week was TOUGH. Nothing bad happened, but I’m glad it’s over. I overextended myself…
The things you realize on runways…
Who knew I’d come to such realizations about life during a few hours in Hollywood. It was a good week. A great week. A week that never would’ve happened (literally) if I hadn’t become a mom. Had I know things like this were in store during my first pregnancy 2 years ago, maybe I wouldn’t…
My big Mother’s Day fakeout.
My second Mother’s Day is down. Over. O.V.E.R. And I faked it goooooooood. But not after I had a sincerely wonderful time with my beautiful baby girls and loving Hubby… at a Hollywood brunch spot that is totally inappropriate for children. But that’s what I wanted. And on Mother’s Day, the Mom wins despite better…
Being a good mom is…
This weekend I got to re-live my pregnant days (as if they were so far away). Honored to be one of the ‘official’ bloggers of Pregnancy Awareness Month, I attended the huuuuuge kickoff event here in LA (I still can’t believe my belly missed it by a matter of weeks). If you were there, you…
Proof for Hubby I’m not bar hopping.
A few months ago I wrote about my Lady-of-the-Night activities that television viewers in Britain are occasionally privy to (thanks to a friend of mine who has the gig regularly and assigns me as his fill-in when he goes on vacation). I leave my house around 10pm and get back around 1am. It’s easy work. And…
3 *musts* for new moms the first 3 weeks (hint: open your underwear drawer).
It’s been 3 weeks since LilMiss was born. With the exception of the numb & uncomfy scar that’s healing right above my hoo-ha, I can legitimately say that I’m now back to ‘me.’ (Ok, I’m about 80% back to me… sleep deprived with a few extra pounds that I need to get rid of in…
