I Am Not the Only Parent In This House

There I was, sick in bed with a fever on a Saturday night, while my perfectly healthy husband and kids watched River Monsters downstairs. “Moooooooooooom!” my youngest shouted to the far reaches of the vaulted ceiling. “Can you get me a glass of milk?” Seriously, child? Your dad is right there. As in, three inches […]

7 Stages of Being Mom-Sick

As I sit down to write this post under a cloud of germy germs infused with Lysol disinfecting spray, I feel it’s only fair to warn you of my present Albuterol/Fluticasone/NyQuil-induced haze. I apologize in advance for any misspellings, misgivings or general editorial eff-ups in the name of proper blogging. I’m sick, you guys – […]