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Monthly Archives: July 2009
The beauty of forgetting …
The daughter of a friend of my mother in law called me today to ask a little advice about getting her baby boy to sleep better. Now, I am not a doctor, but I had done copious amounts of research both before and during my own son’s sleep battles. I have also been close witness to several failed sleep strategies during my years as a nanny. On top of that, I am lucky enough to have a friend who is a therapist that specializes in infant/child sleep.
My husband needs to grow a pair.
My hubby is a dynamo at work. He’s a go- getter, a hard worker, and a highly organized machine. He’s being promoted in an economy where people are being laid off.
At home . . . Hot Nerd is a helpless puppy.
Multiple choice: A.) Pursue acting career, or, B.) Be a good mom.
Those of you that know me, know that I have never once for a second entertained the idea of giving up my acting career. I’ve been doing it since I was a young girl. I live and breathe it. I could never live without nurturing that side of me.
Until I gave birth to my son.
How Michael Jackson Made Me Cool – Tales From The Fourth Grade Bathroom
The beginning of fourth grade sucked big time. I was the new girl in school, short and skinny, with big feet and ears that were just a little too big for my face. My ears were just pointy enough to stick through my long, pin straight hair and wave hello. A few of the fourth grade boys had started to call me Gelfling — an elf/troll-like creature with wings from a movie called The Dark Crystal. I do not believe this was a compliment.
