TGIF
SAHMs look forward to Friday, too.
By Elizabeth Thompson
It was a breezy morning. The curtains on the window billowed, blowing in the cool morning air that gently ruffled the bangs of my hair across my face. The birds were singing the glories of the nearly autumn sunshine and the crickets joined their cheery chorus. I promptly pulled the comforter over my head.
I don't quite hear, but more like sense (A sixth sense mother's develop, "I see little people!") someone standing on my side of the bed, very close to my right ear. Mustering up as much courage as possible in my caffeine-deprived state, I pull down the covers and find myself staring at a pacifier. I hear more than see the pacifier's owner, "Ud Mownin' Mommy!" "Mmmmm, ugh, ohhh." Loosely translated, this means, "Good morning my little one.... read more
He's a Baby, Not an Accessory
"You have to bring the baby!"
By Rachel Pelta Golinkin
*Ring, ring*
Hello?
Hi, it’s me. Just wanted to see if... read more
You Can't Take It With You
I just want to take it. Just this. Nothing else.
By Juliet Johnson
“Can I take this to school today?”
Nathan has a purple beach bucket loaded with... read more
Before and After
What a difference 6 years makes.
By Kimberly Younkin
Flashback to Dinnertime, six years ago. (What follows is the truth, with no exaggeration.) ... read more
Born (Child)Free
Some breed, some screed...
By Alan Thomas
Childfree. A clever appellation for a group of people who are “childless by choice”, the... read more
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A Call to Arms and Breasts
Are you a Lactivist?
By Stacey Greenberg
When I was in high school, I knew people who stood on the corner across from the mall holding signs that read, "Fur is dead." Friends in college joined local chapters of Amnesty International and attended war protests. I was interested in volunteerism and serving the community, but I never really considered myself an activist. I didn't feel really passionate about any one thing. I was more of a "go with the flow" type of person. I started working at a soup kitchen after buying a fake i.d. from the volunteer coordinator; I joined the Peace Corps after seeing "Dirty Dancing" in the theater five times and learning of Baby's plans; I decided to get a Masters Degree after a friend told me about an interesting program; and then an internship turned... read more
Dancing Between the Party Lines
Parenting makes it not so black and white.
By Jennifer Cummins
When it comes to politics, it seems that I have to watch where I step when it comes to forming a concrete... read more
Let Them Eat Cake
Using food stamps and loving it.
By Virginia Munoz
Growing up in a small town in the Northwest, my greatest food concerns were whether Twinkies tasted... read more
The Yellow Bus of Salvation
Hail to the bus driver, bus driver.
By Kimberly Valzania
To all the school bus drivers out there... you have NO IDEA how much you mean to me.
I... read more
Earth to Mommy
The fall from green grace isn't that far down.
By Suzanne Lafetra
There is practically nothing as hard as caring for a newborn baby, and to have to do it when you are... read more
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The Worst Mother in the World
And the winner is...
By Christine Basham
The following is a transcript of this year's "Worst Mother of the Year" awards banquet, featuring award winner Mrs. Christine Basham:
Christine Basham: Thank you. I can’t say how honored I was to be nominated, and how surprised I am to have won.
Apparently, there was some debate among the Committee. I had just bought chicken and curly fries for the entire voting panel, and treated them to an afternoon at the playground. Some have called this a desperate attempt at bribery, the kind of thing that takes down Olympic search delegations.
Despite the outcry of junior Committee members, the senior member, with eleven years tenure, listed, in his closing statements, my qualifications for the... read more
Be Careful What You Wish For...
The inner struggle.
By Maya Gattas
I feel badly for women who complain to me about their husbands that don’t get up when the children wake... read more
Sleep, Exercise and Diet
Yeah, right.
By Robin Matteri Hall
I decided last week that I was going to beat my kids to my energy. I was tired of dragging ass by... read more
How To Be Friends With A Working Mother
A primer.
By Kelley Cunningham
I have a lot of friends who are wonderful mothers who freely admit that staying home would make them... read more
Memo to Mama
Please review the following talking points.
By Sonia Elabd
M e m o r a n d u m
TO: Mama
RE: Me
Let me get straight to... read more
More Humor Features
Truckin' USA
A mother's heart of darkness.
By Amy Lea
Several Christmases ago, my then-teenaged stepson Ryan received the most auspicious of gifts from his grandparents: a pink button down shirt, size medium. At 6'3", my stepson hadn’t worn a medium for years; he had never worn pink; and he had definitely never worn a shirt more suited for chess players or accountants than an athlete trying his hardest to be cool.
As Ryan held the shirt up for requisite family appreciation, I choked on my laughter, and then buried my smile in a coffee cup, wondering how Ryan would respond to this clearly misguided gift. But Ryan, ever judicious, pronounced the shirt fantastic, just what he wanted. It might be a little snug, he said, but guys were wearing shirts tight these days. He was sure it would fit perfectly.
At... read more
The IP Bookshelf
The Potty Caddy By Rachel Gordon with pamphlet by William Spivak, M.D., illus. by Sarah Bergmann
... read more
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A Walk in New York by Salvatore Rubbino
... read more
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The Cobbler's Holiday By Musharraf Ali Farooqi, illustrated by Eugene Yelchin
... read more
Donuts Anonymous
Hi, my name is Karrie and I'm a donutaholic.
By Karrie McAllister
We moms, including myself, talk a big game when it comes to the extreme measures we take to feed our... read more
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