When I became pregnant with the twins at the ripe old age of 33, I was gainfully employed, more or less psychologically sound, and relatively mature.  The fact that I’d only dated their father for 5 months was insufficient cause for me to consider not continuing with the pregnancy.  At the time I was madly […]

In a recent New York Times, reporter Stacy Lu wrote a piece
called “Cosmopolitan Moms” about a group of women who gather for play
dates and cocktails. As you might imagine, the usual debates about
drinking in front of kids ensued, as well as some keen observations
about the need for some parents to loosen up.
What got my attention […]

Darling Morgan (my oldest daughter) has skin like sugary pudding, a chipped tooth from when she tried to eat a rock (bad mommy) at 18 months, a devilish expression, and a new "I can do what I want" and "I’m going to say things to shock you into silence" defiance that has me reading about […]

Dear Inner Saucy Wench,
You are indeed a complete tart.  You ogle young men with tight buns, you fantasize about ravishing co-workers, you imagine wearing a black leather catsuit (& looking hot in it) to that S&M bar downtown wearing a collar.
You are entirely untrustworthy, infecting my brain with evil desires, waylaying my plans to achieve […]

I hereby nominate Moobs for October’s ROFL (roll on the floor laughing) award.
If you haven’t read Moobs before, I encourage you to take a look. His writing is intelligent, crisp, touching, and occasionally laugh out loud hilarious…
This nomination is for his uniquely British take on Donald Trump and the Apprentice.
Read it here.
Thanks to Cristina and […]