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Entries in Motherhood (5)


What the Hell is a "Mom Cut?"

So for the past little while I have REALLY wanted to chop off all my hair. I have really long hair and, for as long as I can remember, my hair has always been that way. In fact, I am one of those people who cuts their hair MAYBE once a year – if that! But once upon a time I had all the time in the world to “do” my hair. It wasn’t a big deal to take an hour or so prepping and primping, curling and straitening, gelling and spraying in order to make my super long locks look perfect. But these days, with two jobs, two kids, and two dogs, spending two hours a day on my hair seems like a lifetime ago. I mean seriously, what parent has time for that these days?!? These days, I’m lucky if I don’t forget to brush my teeth in the morning! (O.k. that’s a lie, I brush my teeth every day. My father is a dentist. It was majorly ingrained into my head at a young age. I was just trying to paint a picture).

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Self-Medicated Mama?- Parenting with the Help of Pills?

Image Courtesy of Chatelaine.comToday’s blog post comes from a fan inquiry about the difficulties of being a stay at home Mom and the growing trend of “pill popping” amongst them in order to “cope”. It has been mentioned in the news that more and more stay at home moms are being admitted into hospitals and rehabs due to prescription drug overdoses or drug abuse (mainly anti-anxiety drugs like Xanax and Ativan). Do I believe it? Yes I do. Now here’s the thing: I certainly don’t believe that parenthood can be blamed for the need to take drugs in order to deal with stress and anxiety, but I can certainly attain to the fact that parenthood can DEFINITELY make you CRAZY!

Mommy's Little Helper  - www.KatieKouric.Com

Becoming a parents is probably the most intense, most difficult, most stressful and most life/soul sucking thing that you will ever do (there’s lots of good things about it too, LOL). No matter how much we prepare to be parents, the truth is we are never really “prepared”. Parenting is really hard and it certainly takes a toll on your sanity. So I can understand why a person (man or woman) would feel the need to find something to help them cope. Now I am certainly NOT endorsing the use of any type of drug in order to be a better parent, but I can only speak from personal experience here, and yes, this is the place where I get a little personal.

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Mothers and Daughters, Oh My!

So this morning my daughter asked her father is she could have a sleepover at her “boyfriend” Wyatt’s house and it was at that moment when I went on line looking for the latest line of chastity belts! ;-) Now while I completely understand that my daughter sleeping at a boy’s house at this age would be completely innocent, and to be honest, I wouldn’t really have a problem with it, it got me thinking. Eventually my daughter is going to become a “real girl” and I have no idea how I’m going to handle it.

I think back to when I was a young girl and the memories are vivid! I can recall asking my mom if she could buy me some razors so I could shave under my arm pits. I was 11. She was reluctant because she didn’t think I needed to yet, but she also understood that I was getting to a point where things like that were starting to matter. So she ultimately said yes, but made me promise that I would only use it for my arm pits and NOT my legs. I will never forget her telling me that if I start shaving my legs now, that it would grow back even thicker and then I would be worse off than I started. I agreed to her terms and got my razors. That summer I went away to camp and after about 30 seconds of thought, I decided to screw what my mother said and shave my legs. I mean, everyone else was doing it so I wanted to do it too! She was right when she warned me about the fact that it would make it worse, but I didn’t listen.

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My Baby is All Grown Up - F@#%!!!!!

Lately I’ve notice some distinct changes in my daughter. She talks differently, she acts differently, she understands differently. Lately I’ve noticed that my daughter is actually turning into a person! It all started the other day when DD was asking about the ants that we have coming into the house. They’re these massive giant black ants. We don’t have an infestation or anything, but as the summer comes, so do a few ants and she’s never really noticed them before. We just put out some ants traps and we’re good to go. Except for the day that I went into the bathroom to find a SWARM of ants that had attached themselves to a holistic cough syrup bottle that my husband left out on the counter. I screamed, I screamed really, really LOUD. It was disgusting, and unfortunately my impressionable daughter came running into the bathroom. Not only did she see the massive pile of ants on the bottle (which would freak out any kid- and some adults), but she also saw my massive over-reaction to them (I know, parenting fail) and since that moment, she has been terrified of ants. Worried that they’re in her bed, in her food, on the couch, in the car, EVERYWHERE! It has consumed her.

Which brings me back to the changes that I am seeing in my daughter; we were in the car on the way home from school and she was asking me about the ants. “Will there be any when we get home? Do other kids have ants in their houses? Do the ants have parents who are looking for them?” and then the question that I’m sure worried her the most: “Do ants bite?”

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Playing Favorites - Can a Parent Like One Child Better? (Guest Post)

Outtake from "Twins" (1988)Article by Angie B. a.k.a.

Growing up I constantly gave my mom shit for favoring my brother. Whenever he would walk in the room, her eyes would light up and she would screech his name with delight.  I wanted to puke.  I don’t remember being overly jealous, just disgusted by this bond they seem to have, it was like they had a secret hand shake that I wasn’t in on. Fast forward to the present day and I have four boys of my own.  Do I have a favorite? Do most parents have a favorite?  I think we do.

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