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High Falutin

You know you’re not a candidate for hard core drugs when a puff of Mary Jane causes you to see Sebastian from the Little Mermaid riding through the room in his seashell chariot. I tend to experience an uncomfortable sensation of circling through time – my own time, not like real history – but time,Continue reading “High Falutin”

My Mother, the Hoarder

I think most of us can admit to guilt-watching TLC’s Hoarders show, probably on multiple occasions. It wasn’t until I saw this wonderful window into an extremely relatable mental disorder that I was even aware my mother’s penchant for re-using pieces of tinfoil and old takeout containers could be something other than penny-pinching. Look –Continue reading “My Mother, the Hoarder”

Executive Mal-functioning

I have this stack of planners, calendars and journals on my bedside table whose sole purpose is to shame and nag me. The pile continues to grow every time I spot one too beautiful NOT to buy at the Paper Source, or each time I open Instagram to feel bad about my parenting/body/wardrobe and amContinue reading “Executive Mal-functioning”

Silver Linings

I’m tired of hearing myself complain. There must have been a time in my life when surviving until bedtime wasn’t my daily goal. Mentally healthy people are always preaching things like “smile more” (the most annoying) and “think positive.” Well, I’m a glass-half-empty kind of gal, but it can’t hurt to try, right? So hereContinue reading “Silver Linings”

Relax…

I like massages more than anyone I know. They are a requirement in my marriage, and without them I’m not sure my husband would ever get laid. But often I come out of professional massages more stressed than when I laid down on the table. You see, I like deep tissue massages – to meContinue reading “Relax…”

Minivan of Dreams

These days, we are stuck at home a lot, watching the clock, waiting for that glorious time of day after the tornado of bedtime when we can pretend for 10 or 15 min that all the kids are in bed and won’t bother us again until morning. Before someone needs water. Or their tag itchesContinue reading “Minivan of Dreams”

Worry Checklist – a Day in the Life

•Am I failing my children?•Will my 6-yr-old ever learn to ride a bike?•Why won’t 6-yr-old wipe his own butt? Is it a fine or gross motor problem? Does he need OT? Is he just lazy? Does he need regular therapy?•Should I register for Weight Watchers? Will my therapist be disappointed in my? Does intuitive eatingContinue reading “Worry Checklist – a Day in the Life”

Potty Party

Take it from someone with intimate knowledge, her skin IS that soft, her eyes are that sparkly, and her hair really is that thin. I’ve had the honor of meeting Queen Meryl on several occasions. Like me, Meryl is a Vassar alum and one evening at a Board of Trustees dinner that I happened toContinue reading “Potty Party”

When NOT to call the Doctor

My kids have been hospitalized with bronchiolitis. We have taken an ambulance in the middle of the night with croup. They have had their head stitched up, multiple x-rays, and come close to choking on watermelon. But my most traumatic parenting experience by far happened on a warm, sunny day at the playground when myContinue reading “When NOT to call the Doctor”

Dinner Struggles

Can you believe you have to feed your kids Every. Single. Day? You feed them dinner one night, and for some reason they want dinner again the next day. Dinner with my kids is so loathsome to me that I start having anxiety around 4 PM. What will I make for them? Will they eatContinue reading “Dinner Struggles”