How Mommy & Me Burst My Bubble
Surrounded by thirty-somethings, an older mom finds new insecurities cropping up. "Who were these confident women who knew what they wanted in life so much earlier than I did?" Her conclusions might surprise you...
Surrounded by thirty-somethings, an older mom finds new insecurities cropping up. "Who were these confident women who knew what they wanted in life so much earlier than I did?" Her conclusions might surprise you...
I fantasize about raising kids in the 1980s, when the four food groups included ice cream, car seats were just for babies, and everybody shared one phone.
Faced with a sick, cranky baby, I threw out my rulebook and schedules and did what it took to keep her happy. TV, ice cream, the works. Now that I've broken all the rules, will we ever get back on track, or is it actually better this way?
I want a second kid — bad! Here's why I think two are better than one.