I missed the mom memo. I don’t get it. Somewhere in the journey from one too many margaritas to having a kid (or three), I missed the mom memo. You know, the one that explains things. Comes with a recipe for spaghetti sauce, a link to the website to buy those one-size-fits-all leggings and tells…

Dear Husband, Despite my penchant for visiting psychics in addition to my Type A personality, even I’ll admit you never know what the future may bring. So if I’ll die tomorrow, there are a few important things you’ll need to know: When all else fails, ask Samantha what to do. She is by far the…

Alas, the question I am asked most frequently. Let’s skip over (for now) the village concept – I am only able to survive to a moderately successful degree because of the lovely, generous, patient and giving people who are the satellite parents in my children’s lives. Everyone plays a critical role, and they all deserve…

It’s time to come clean, people. This post is not for the moms posting the perfect, smiling family photos and “checking in” at the local farmer’s market while breastfeeding their two-year-old and gently removing all the gluten out of their favorite homemade recipes. Don’t get me wrong – go vegan and breastfeed until your kid…

Dear Kindergarten, I’ve waited patiently for you to arrive for years (“five and a half” to quote my daughter). I’ve made it through sleep training and potty training. I’ve taught my oldest child to be polite, recognize letters, say various animal sounds and point to a myriad of body parts (perhaps she’ll thank me when…

I’ll wait here for a few minutes while you go pee. Ready? In case you have pregnancy brain (it’s real, people, and it’s a BITCH), this is the post where we commiserate over being pregnant. Unless you are one of those people who actually glow, and enjoy being sleepy, slow and swollen. In that case,…

We all know parenthood as the place where things like privacy in the bathroom, spontaneous anything and date nights are as elusive as an afternoon nap. (Some of the few things that thrive are wine consumption and resentment over who handles more household and parenting responsibilities, but I digress.) The point is, you may be…

Once upon a time I used to go to the beach with a chair, stack of magazines, suntan oil and a best friend or two. Now prep for the beach takes much more planning, and except for brief moments, is the opposite of a relaxing day at the beach. Here are a few tips to…

My life is a kaleidoscope of demands – sometimes it is a beautiful mix of priorities that fall right into place, and other times it is a jumbled mess that makes me dizzy. There’s an article by Laura Vanderkam about time management, written by a working mom with four kids. Despite having help (those infamous villages…

Thinking of having three kids? Read this first. If you decide to make the leap from two to three children, or even if you don’t decide and it just happens (hi, Jack! We love you!), you discover you are automatically entered in to a special club. VIP membership if you have them all in a…

My name is Nicole and I find blogging about being an awesome parent a great way to avoid playing with my children. I work full-time, have three kids, one husband and one dog (who always seems to come last on the totem pole, poor guy). My life is a constant interruption and I never feel…

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