As of late, I have been having issues with well child care and my insurance company. Without getting into too much detail, my carrier believes in a yearly cap on well child care, which I have surpassed.
I assumed, just like with most parenting things, I would be just like my mom….but she definitely didn’t have Facebook.
Having our son made me Superwoman. But you are the wind underneath my cape. Here’s why:
This summer vacation was especially poignant, because it would be the first summer I spent with my son, and the longest duration of time we had together since his birth and my subsequent maternity leave.
The sanctimommy makes a comment or thinks, “Man, what a disorganized mom, I feel sorry for that kid.”
I used to think that I was so scattered that I would never have a sanctimommy moment – but I did.
As my child gets closer to the huge first birthday, I thought I would jot down some random thoughts that I have learned in the long, strange trip that is parenthood.
by Lela Demeter I am addicted to bags. I need to join a support group for my bag addiction. Before I had my baby, I loved my bags. Seriously. Who wouldn’t? If you gain weight, your purse still fits. Many…
I am a working mom. There I said it. In the 21st century, after a historic presidential election, when we live in a time where we have more access to information than ever before, this is almost seen as a surprising phrase. Why?