Melissa
Mother’s Day Reflections: My Mother, My Daughter and Me
When I was younger I never understood why my parents didn't go out on Friday nights. I mean they didn't have to work the next day and there was no need to wake up early. My mother would say...
The Odd Growing Sensation Within Social Media Groups
Most mornings I skim my social media accounts to see what I may have missed overnight. Twitter - check. Instagram - check. LinkedIn - check. Facebook - che....
....and there it is. This post in a local parents...
My Neighbor Just Had a Baby {a reflection on postpartum depression}
Looking out my kitchen window I can see into the parking lot. My neighbors are getting in the car with their days old baby. They are an adorable, lovely young couple. All smiles, mom climbs...
Don’t Blame Me….The Kids Did It!
My husband came home from a business trip recently. On his usual Saturday morning routine of picking up after the slobs that he apparently left behind (us), he noticed some sticky, shiny, icky goo on our couch. "This...
The 10th Birthday Celebration: The Last of the Little Kid Parties
If you have preschool aged and/or early elementary aged children, you might be in the throes of weekends filled with birthday parties. Many times the whole class is invited and your children enjoy everything from arts...
The Childcare Decision: Why I Said Yes to Daycare
With a new year upon us, it's time to move forward with the decisions we've put off until "after the holidays."
One of those decisions might be finalizing a childcare decision. Nanny? A childcare center?...
Wintertime Wonders: Snow Day Shoppers
Looking back at my childhood growing up in NYC, I don't remember the mass hysteria about impending snow storms that there is today. This could be because NYC schools were never, ever closed for snow back...
Family Fridays at the Diner
My immediate family of four - my mother, father, younger sister, and myself - went out to dinner every Friday evening with my maternal grandparents. We ventured out of the Bronx and headed north...
When Practice Doesn’t Make Perfect
The cold weather is here, which means most of the outdoor sports activities are on hiatus until the spring. My fourth grade daughter played softball this fall, as she had been since the spring...
A Letter to My Son: 13 Years, 13 Things
Dear Son,
You are turning the “Big 1-3,” and it’s hard to believe! My baby boy is growing up! I’m pretty confident I am making a much bigger deal of this than you are. You...