Real Working Moms of Tampa Bay
I remember it clearly.
I remember when I looked at my daughter sleeping. She was only a few weeks old at the time. So perfect, so amazing. 526 more words
1 week, 6 days ago
It’s been a year since the girls and I have lived together sans their father here. He moved out a year ago. Last year was a year in transition to say the least, but everyone is emerging in very good shape. 932 more words
3 weeks, 3 days ago
“I’m Switzerland!” I used to say to Abbey when I was in the water with her and her little friends.
It was our short hand; it meant that I’m neutral. 571 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
The Joy Underneath
I only really began to think about feminist issues after becoming a parent.
Children have a way of forcing you to deal with The Profound Questions of Life, usually while you’re driving or trying to get them to sleep. 1,828 more words
3 months, 2 weeks ago
When we moved into our new house, we went from a tiny little ranch with only an extended one car garage for storage to a space with two full size storage rooms. 482 more words
5 months, 4 weeks ago
The problem with raising strong, independent girls is that they’re, well… Strong and Independent.
The other day, on the way into preschool, Bea got in an altercation with a little boy who wanted to hold the door. 438 more words
6 months ago
Seven Wild And Free
I get the “it takes a village” mentality, but leave my kid alone!
I am very clear with my children that they do not have to feel obligated to talk to or listen to adults if they are uncomfortable. 591 more words
6 months, 1 week ago