It all started innocently enough. I made the fatal flaw of allowing my 12 month old baby boy (the last child I knew I'd carry in my womb) to fall asleep in my bed before I transferred him to his crib. Why did I not simply put him in his crib to sleep? That is a really good question, which I've asked myself each night over the past four years as I attempt to get in a few zzz's with a small … [Read more...]
When you’re a parent Sundays are never the same
When my husband and I were living the good life in Brooklyn Heights, in my our two-floor loft ( don't get excited it was only about 750 square foot and had a leaking roof that we could never quite fix no matter how many handy men took at stab at it) Sundays were spent lazily reading the New York Times, gardening on our deck, perusing estate sales, biking over the Brooklyn Bridge to Battery Park … [Read more...]
All I know is I don’t want another #1 mom mug for my anniversary
This has been a very strange period in my marriage and while my husband and I are trying to get through it what I know for sure (thank you Oprah) is that above all else we are committed to raising our kids as a team. Once you have kids with someone- I think the whole marriage game and your investment in it completely changes. And when I get a letter from my nine-year-old daughter, in which she … [Read more...]
5 Reasons you should consider snagging a sugar daddy
When I was a wee, nubile 23-year-old writer living in the big bad, very expensive city of Manhattan where rent is the equivalent of a vacation to a tropical paradise and I subsisted on Ramen noodles for two out of my three daily meals, I definitely made a conscious decision to date guys that had stability, a.k.a. a good job.Of course, most of the 23-year-old guys I knew were like me --struggling … [Read more...]
Mean girls
As I pry open the heavy metal door at my daughter's school, I notice, she is sitting on a chair by herself, while a gaggle of nine year-olds are whispering and laughing on the other side of the room. She meets me outside dragging her worn out backpack, which has lost all but one of its wheels-one more thing to put on my to-do-list buy her another book bag-and I look into her glassy eyes and I can … [Read more...]