being a good mommy

Well, it’s official. NOTHING in my life is cookie cutter.
01.25.11
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A couple of years ago, I wrote a post for Momlogic about the Top Ten Reasons Why I Hate the Park. Although there was a little truth to it (yes, I hate birds. Always will), I mostly meant it as a joke (kind of). Now that Jonah is older, I definitely do enjoy trips to the park more because he’s able to explore and play in a different way than when he was a toddler. I love watching him interact with children he doesn’t know and climb on equipment confidently…. That is, until bitches get in my way. Let me rephrase: Old bitches. Okay. I know that is going to sound ...Read More
It all starts Monday. I don’t know what it is about new year’s (and diets for that matter too), but no matter the day or date it falls on, my “new year” and the resolutions that I make and vow to keep don’t actually go in to effect, in my mind, until MONDAY. So it’s only fitting that I discuss my resolutions TODAY, the THIRD day of the New Year…. I’m sick of saying how challenging 2010 was, so let me share something that really happened to me as an example that really ought to sum up just what a cluster effer of a year this one was: 2 flat tires in 2 ...Read More
Day 4 Back to Staples Center… this time sans child and characters skating (and falling) on ice. It was an adult night… A night to see Kobe, Lamar, D-Fish and crew take on the Milwaukee something or other…. Apparently it was a terrible game. An atrocity (the Bucks won by like 20 something points), and Kobe even got thrown out for two technicals. BUT I had a blast as a) our seats were incredible and I was in good company, b) I made Charlie O’Connell (the drunken/Bachelor/brother to hot Jerry O’Connell) laugh while in line for a French dip sandwich and c) like any good Laker game, having nothing to do ...Read More
  Day 2   On most mornings, trying to rally the kid to get dressed and get out the door is an extraordinary feat. But tell him we need to get dressed so we can go visit his grandparents??? 6:10am he’s raring to go. Jerk. It was a rainy and chilly day here in LA, so stuffed french toast and coffee at Grandma L and Grandpa B’s house was the perfect way to spend the morning… Not sure if he’s picking up on my 12 Days of Mommy/ Relaxed vibe, but he wasn’t up for a lot of playing or running around… Instead J sort of chilled, cuddled and lounged… entertaining us all (from the floor) ...Read More
This past week I felt like I was back in college, prepping and cramming at the last minute for finals and term papers. (Sure, one might ask what kind of papers and finals are given when you’re majoring in Theater/Acting, but trust me– It wasn’t all cigarettes and jazz hands). Anyway, these past few weeks (entire year, really) have felt like I’ve been on a spin cycle. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: right now, life is challenging. In. every. way. Take this picture for example. This is of me trying to get ready for work in the morning and Jonah ready for school. In order to ...Read More
Into the woods…. To find some butterflies we go…. And…. stop at Starbucks after to refill the coffee cup mommy thought would survive in her pocket. *Note* Hard to believe, but this is my first Wordless Wednesday. At some point I imagine I’ll catch on and actually NOT use words. Be patient. 🙂
In addition to the “Minty Mallows” that sucked me in at Trader Joes, when I saw a Gingerbread Man kit for $3.99, I couldn’t resist. I instantly had visions of Jonah and I sitting together, decorating this darling cookie while drinking hot cocoa in our winter PJs… establishing a holiday tradition which one day would include me even baking a gingerbread house (mansion really) and inviting all the children to come and decorate it using “snow caps” that I had hand crafted… in my craft studio… next to the cozy fire place…. and our heavenly smelling Christmas tree. Sure we’re Jewish and I stopped getting Martha Stewart magazines years ago… ...Read More
11.11.10
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I can remember being about 8 years-old and carefully coloring in between the lines on a plastic sheet… minutes later I would place this delicately crafted piece of plastic on a baking sheet, shove it in the oven and wonder: How, oh, how will this plastic Barbie shrink to the size of Tom Thumb??? SHRINKY DINKS. Do you remember them? They were incredible. Magical. And frighteningly unsafe and probably, TOXIC. They HAD to be toxic. Right??? With a 3 year old, I definitely try to do my best to provide foods (minus the occasional “Old” McDonald meal we indulge on every blue moon) that aren’t blatantly out to destroy organs. But to be honest, ...Read More
10.04.10
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As I get more and more entrenched in the “mom space,” I’m starting to wonder if some moms have a stronger genetic predisposition to the “MG” (that’s: Mom Guilt) more than others. Is it regional? Is it an age thing? Is it an environmental thing? Until recently, I would say I was your quintessential Californian/ Westside neurotic mom. Perhaps it was a divorce, a full time job (in said “mom space”), and some personal drama sprinkled here and there that made me loosen the reigns… that made me able to laugh at myself more and truly embrace the “whatever works” attitude that I desperately wished I lived by. Of course, connecting ...Read More