{p.s. I love you…}

{p.s. I love you…}

The irony has never been lost on me that although I was born on Valentine’s Day, I am not a romantic. And it’s not just that I’m not a gooey, gushy-in-love romantic. I am not a romantic in the philosophical sense, either – I tend more to classicism and pragmatism. I...
This is Almost 40

This is Almost 40

This week, on Valentine’s Day, I will turn 39. Which means I am almost 40. I only have one more year left in my thirties. I have always viewed 40 with trepidation. “In my thirties” sounds young. Forty, with all due respect, does not. Perhaps I’m thinking about this...

Advertising Motherhood: Variations on a Theme

A few months ago, I wrote this post about how our cultural ideal of motherhood is portrayed in parenting magazines. Not surprisingly, the messages were variations on two main themes: 1) only mothers know how to properly parent, and 2) they enjoy every moment of said...
“Remember When You Said You’d Never Have Kids?”

“Remember When You Said You’d Never Have Kids?”

Welcome back to the Brilliant Book Club for Parents! Today, we’re reflecting on our reading of Avital Norman Nathman’s The Good Mother Myth. I’d love for you to join our discussion by participating in the comments, and by reading my fellow Book Club members’ posts...