you just can’t get good help these days
Warning: whining about first-world problems to follow. Finding consistent childcare has become increasingly more difficult with four children. It’s not that they are hard kids. They are really pretty typical It’s just that collectively . . . four kids are really hard. Care in point: our nanny just quit. Again. I should caveat right now and say that we have some occasional babysitters that we absolutely adore. We’ve had some really amazing babysitters . . .
naked photos for animals, quinoa, and non-teen pregnancies
I’ve got some new posts up around the internets. Here’s a little pimping: On MamaPop, I talk about Hilary Duff’s recently pregnancy announcement, and the fact that I felt all sad for her being a teenager until I read that she IS IN HER TWENTIES AND MARRIED. And then, as a public service, I give a little primer on other pop starts that I still think of as teens who are now all grown up. And then I go back to watching CNN. I also discuss some of life’s important questions, like . . .
coming out about sensory processing disorder (SPD)
There are a few aspects of our family that I have intentionally chosen not to blog about, particularly things that are specific to one of the kids. I’ve decided to open up, just briefly, about the fact that Jafta has sensory processing disorder (SPD). I’m revealing this for two reasons. First, I have a feeling that other adoptive families have children struggling with sensory issues and could benefit from our story. But also, I want to talk about a book I’ve just . . .
anticipatory behaviors (this week in iphone photos)
This past weekend, we took a trip to Palm Springs to celebrate Mark’s birthday with some friends. This was a rather ill-timed trip, given that it fell just a few days after I returned from BlogHer. I was still trying to catch up on sleep, work, laundry, emails, down-time, and general sanity, and suddenly it was Thursday morning, the day we were supposed to leave. The kids were out-of-their-minds excited for the trip, which manifested in them basically nagging me every five . . .
that’s what SHE said: racially problematic edition
This week there were some interesting conversations about race buzzing around the internet Some of it was encouraging – some of it rather discouraging I saw people creating drama over non-issues (cake) in attention-seeking efforts while ignoring the many racial issues that are actually plaguing society, I saw people being defensive over critical discussions of Great White Hope trends in media – again, perhaps more outrage being given to a movie being dissected that than . . .
what I want you to know:mothering my mother
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s post is by an anonymous reader.. My mom (along with my dad) immigrated to this country in 1969. She escaped from a communist country. She spoke no English. She left everything she knew to create a . . .
this week in iphone photos: blogher edition
This past week was BlogHer, so before I left I had a little mani-pedi session with India, in a joint effort to both make my feet presentable and assuage my guilt for leaving for the weekend. After learning that hotel parking was $26 a night, I decided to take the train down to San Diego. It ended up being really relaxing, and I had a chance to chat with Ciaran and assemble some of my marketing materials for the conference. (I stole this photo from her page.) This would have been a . . .
hollywood moms, boyfriend tattoos, and mother-related food issues
I’m back from a whirlwind weekend at BlogHer in San Diego, and while I’m itching to share stories and photos, I’m also up to my eyeballs in unpacking, writing deadlines, and repacking. (That’s right. We are scheduled to leave for a family vacation four days after I returned home from BlogHer. Smart planning, right there.) While you wait with baited breath for that BlogHer recap, here are some other things I wrote: Over at MamaPop, I’m talking about a new cable show . . .
what I want you to know: my husband was deported
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s post is by Stephanie. For some time, I have struggled. Do I tell my story or not? I can't tell you how many times I have written and re-written these words. However, as I sit here, on the eve of the 4th of July...I . . .
that’s what SHE said: life in the internet age edition
On Sundays, I like to link to things that I wish I’d written myself. Here are some good reads about navigating life in the age of the internet. These are just snippets, CLICK ON THE TITLE TO READ THE WHOLE POST. Should Kids Have a Computer in the Bedroom? from Curvy Girl Guide With all of the right steps taken, we felt pretty secure in [our son’s] web usage and stopped watching him with eagle eyes. Over the next few months, he started being tougher to wake up in . . .
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