I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in approximately 7 years. I’m sure that any of you with kids can relate. So sometimes it doesn’t take much for me to cross the line from nice mommy to bitchy mommy. Number 5’s adjective for me when this line is crossed is a little more polite… I
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Poop in the Bathtub
Numbers 1, 2, and 3 are boys. Number 4 is a girl. Up until she was about three years old, Number 4 thought she was a boy. She loved her older brothers. Hanging with the boys was all she really knew. She refused to wear anything girly from birth. I had accumulated an adorable collection of cute little dresses,
Mom, what’s an orgy?
Let me begin by saying that my husband is a wonderful father. I was selling girl scout cookies with Number 4 a few weeks ago and one of the other moms there asked where the rest of my kids were. “They’re home with their dad.” “He’s alone with them?” “Uh, yeah?….” So I guess I take the
Grammy took my fruit snacks away
Three of our seven kids (Numbers 4,5, and 7) are girls. I have felt very strongly with all of the kids, but the girls especially, that it’s important for them to feel comfortable with their bodies. Comfortable talking about their bodies. To own their bodies. So from birth, I have taught them and encouraged them
The Underwear Drawer
I believe in some roundabout way, Number 4 meant this as a compliment: “Mom, you run a lot. You could win those contests. But you should still lose a little more pounds.” If she only knew what I looked like just eight years ago. Eight years ago, I was the single, impeccably-dressed, thin, and hot 4th
starter child…
starter marriage noun informal a short-lived first marriage between young adults, viewed as a form of preparation for a subsequent, more lasting one with different partners. You’ve heard this term, right? These days, many of us have had one. (I did — it lasted about 17 minutes). Well, now that we are 6 months into