• There is an App for that

    I’m constantly amazed at the Apps available on the Iphone. My son wanted to purchase the Cars 2 game this morning. He was incredibly frustrated when I had to enter a password. It really is a generation of instant gratification. My children would never have the patience to listen to cassette tapes. The time it takes just to find a song would drive them crazy. Rewind. Stop. Rewind. Stop. Shit! Went to far. Fast Forward. Stop. Rewind. Play. I learned the hard way the importance of signing out of my Apple account after making a purchase. I had received an email regarding my latest purchases. A few dozen Apps had…

  • Should have listened to Dr. Kegel

    I am laying in bed with two children in my arms. My left hand is starting to go numb and Ive got to pee. I can barely find time to run on the treadmill let alone do Kegel exercises. Im not sure how much longer I can lay here. There is nothing better than holding sleeping babies; no matter how old they are. If only I didnt have the bladder of an 80-year-old woman.

  • Winning?

    Sunday is the day I attempt to gather the tribe for a family breakfast. It’s the one morning my children don’t have to wait for French toast sticks to thaw or eat cereal with a Leprechaun. Of course, I imagine all five of us gathered around the table engaged in conversation and laughing with glee. Clearly I am as delusional as Charlie Sheen. Since I am the only one working in the kitchen it is impossible for everybody’s meal to be ready at the same time. My eldest will only eat chocolate chip pancakes, the middle child wants a bagel with cream cheese and the rest of us enjoy bacon…

  • Go the F*** to sleep

    Please help me understand how my child’s inner alarm clock works. During the week I have to drag Dr. Jekyll out of bed. Then, when the weekend rolls around Mr. Hyde comes scampering into my bedroom cheerfully declaring, “Good Morning Mommy!” This morning my wake-up call was at 6:30 a.m. This is a far cry from my ordeal yesterday with a child who refused to go to school. My 4-year-old is hanging on to the terrible twos like Joan Rivers is hanging on to her youth. Have you seen her face lately? I don’t think she has any skin left to stretch. After demanding, pleading and a little bribery I…

  • You Hate Me!

    I overheard a mother speaking to her son as if in a confession booth. She had committed a sin this morning. I'm not speaking about her fashion choices. Apparently she parked in a loading zone. Her child, speaking like Laura Ingalls, asked "Mommy why would you do that? Now, people with broken legs won't be able to get inside." First of all, I believe he was referring to handicap parking rules. I am also disgusted when people steal these spots. However, a loading zone is free game. Technically I and lifting precious cargo into my car. This mother, nearly sobbing, apologized to her son and said, "I am so sorry.…

  • Moment of Zen

    I came home from work tonight and my eldest son was sitting at the kitchen table studying. Sure, there were toys everywhere and dishes in the sink, but my husband followed a direction. I nearly cried tears of joy. He created a practice Math test to get my son ready for tomorrow’s test. The other two children were already upstairs taking a bath. I felt like wrapping myself in a curtain, twirling around and singing, “The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Music.” Honestly, I dread homework these days. The assignments are way beyond color by number. I barely made it through Algebra in high school. I want to…