Rants, observations and musings (but mostly rants)

Is This the End of Naps?

Is This the End of Naps?
My almost-3-year-old is currently singing "Nothing Compares 2 U" in her crib (yes, I sing it to her as a lullaby no, I'm not sorry). It's been two hours and a long four days ... since she took the naps away. K has never gone more than a couple of days without a nap, but there's a definite pattern emerging. I'm not ready to call it yet, but this could be the end of naps. And I'm about as crushed--Read more--

In Defense of Fuller House

In Defense of Fuller House
So here's the thing: Full House represents a more innocent time. A Friday night tradition where the half hour spent with the Tanners was something you looked forward to, and when the clock struck TGIF, it was just you and the TV. And maybe other people in your family. And that was it. No phones, no distractions, just doing one thing at a time and enjoying it. This was childhood in the late 80s--Read more--

Sisterhood

Sisterhood
To start, I'm just going to blow right past the fact that I have temporarily abandoned my poor little blog. I'm back and we're moving on. K? K. For the past few months I've been working with Whitney Thore, star of TLC's My Big Fat Fabulous Life, on her upcoming memoir. Whitney is a joy in every sense of the word. As someone to collaborate on a book with, as a writer and just as a human being--Read more--

Soda-Free Success!

Soda-Free Success!
Update: Success on the soda front! None in February and barely miss it at all. To be completely honest, I did have two Cokes while battling a nasty stomach bug in early March when I couldn't eat or drink much of anything else and it made me feel a lot better. But I figure medicinal-only Coke is okay. That experience really showed me how much I crave it when I'm drinking it. Once I was over the --Read more--

A Soda-Free Life?

A Soda-Free Life?
My good friend D and I are instituting No Coke February to try to kick our soda habit for good. (Though I do wish it was November so we could be doing No Coke November. Much better ring to it.) But these pounds are not going to lose themselves. I've written about body acceptance after baby and while I still do believe that weight loss shouldn't be a new mom's top priority, now that my "baby" is--Read more--

Green Juice Horror

Green Juice Horror
I should have known better. It's a drink made out of kale. Come on. No one wants to drink kale. And I should have done what any reasonable person would have when the cashier told me the price. Me, on an "I need to eat more greens" kick: I'll try the One-a-Day green juice. Le Pain Quotidien cashier: OK, your total is $9.69. Me: I'm sorry, how much? LPQ twit: $9.69. Me: Oh, no, I a--Read more--

Meditation Situation

Meditation Situation
It's a theme that keeps coming up for me lately. Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something? I have a friend who swears by meditation. Another friend wants to do it in a group setting with me (didn't think that was the point, but whatever … being judge-y and ohm-like don't seem to go together). I heard about it during yoga in Dewey this summer from David, a real gem who teaches on the be--Read more--

My 1-Year-Old

My 1-Year-Old
If one more person says "that was fast!" in regard to my babe turning 1, I may just be forced to say what I really think. And it's probably not what I'm supposed to say, think or feel. No, it was NOT fast. It was a long, slow 365 days filled with more changes and upheaval than I ever could have imagined before having a baby. Is that a bad thing? Certainly not. But I felt each one of those da--Read more--

Escape to NYC

Escape to NYC
For 11 glorious hours, I went back to my city as an early birthday treat to myself. I only had time to see just a few people (chief among them my hairstylist ... I don't trust my hair to Bethesda yet) and have a bday dinner with my mom. All the more reason for a return trip. Here's how the day went down: 5:30 am: Oh, the sweet freedom of traveling with only a handbag on the Metro! Well, a--Read more--

One Thing That Doesn't Suck Outside NYC

One Thing That Doesn't Suck Outside NYC
Update: I'm still homesick. I wish I could walk out my door and be pulled into the tide of the city. I miss that energy and the buzz of being surrounded by fellow city folk so much. As a friend recently said, just going for a walk in NYC is a social experience, even if you don't talk to anyone. I walk to the grocery store here and I'm the only person on foot as far as the eye can see. But I --Read more--

Homesick for the City

Homesick for the City
Wow, so this is homesickness. It's been ages since I've battled these lovesick pangs for home ... I think the overnight camping trip at Seneca Creek Day Camp in the late 80s was the last time, and I'm pretty sure this is worse. Now, even a shot of Manhattan on TV brings me to tears. But it's not just the iconic stuff about the city. It's everything about my home of 11 years, warts and all. E--Read more--

The Seven Stroller Stereotypes ...

The Seven Stroller Stereotypes ...
... as observed by this Manhattan mom. Disclaimer: None of these are necessarily true, just like any stereotype. OK, here we go. What Your NYC Stroller Says About You 1. Bugaboo: "Look how much money I have!" 2. Uppababy Vista: "I'm trendy! And this is pretty much my car, so ..." 3. Uppababy Cruz: "I'm trendy, too, but I live in a walkup." 4. City Mini: "I'm a dad." 5. Maclaren: --Read more--