The Toilet Paper and the Nanny Cam

Most people in my situation probably would not have resorted to the measures that I did (see picture above), but I am too obsessive compulsive (read: nuts), and I couldn’t let it go. While I was 8 months pregnant, I noticed after coming home from work one day that the toilet paper in our bathroom…

Skeletons in the Closet

I am having difficulty restraining myself.  Before having Jake, I WAS NOT a go-all-out-and-decorate-the-house-from-top-to-bottom-for-the-holidays type of person.  The thought of it was always too exhausting.  In retrospect, it was probably in response to the way my family handled decorating. Every year, my Grandma Ann would decorate her place for the holidays.  We’re talking paper turkeys…

This is Hard

I was feeding Jake lunch – pastina with homemade marinara sauce – and he was refusing to eat.  He was throwing everything onto the floor, and then pointing at it, waiting for me to pick it up to repeat the cycle all over again.  Normally I would have scolded him, or made a silly joke,…

When in Doubt, Pickle It!

Last week I encountered the not-so-terrible problem of having a plethora of jalapenos in my CSA box..  A friend suggested I pickle them, since my husband and I could only add so much spice to every meal (although we were certainly up to the challenge…) The recipe below is easy.  I know, pickling doesn’t sound…

Don’t Judge My Fridge

I feel exposed.  The inside of a woman’s refrigerator can be a very private place.  But in thinking about my next post, I realized that my fridge tells a story.  See, it didn’t always look like this.  Before being a mom, I used to be baffled by my aunt’s fridge.  Hers was always packed.  “How…

Digital Anonymity For Our Son

The article “We Post Nothing About Our Daughter Online” sums up the reason Adam and I do not post pictures of Jacob online.  While we have friends who run the gamut (some do not even mention their kids’ names online, while others have Twitter handles for their little ones), we have chosen not to show…

1st Birthday Insanity

About 2 months before Jake’s first birthday, the panic set in.  How were we going to celebrate??  Should we invite just family?  How much family?  Friends with kids?  How many kids could we fit in our New York City apartment?  What food should I make?  What will the theme be?  It was overwhelming–so many important…

Momming

I sit here while Jacob naps, amazed that it’s been over 13 months since my crazy little man joined / changed / disrupted our lives in the best possible way.  I’ve begun to look back at how we got through it all:  those colicky, sleepless, sometimes dreadful first four months; how I didn’t melt down…