Cluelessness

19 Wednesday Oct 2011

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When you become a new parent, you’re clueless. It’s an inevitable truth in life. I’ll never forget when we accidentally washed our new baby boy’s clothes in regular laundry detergent. Baby Calvin broke out all over, and was bawling louder than any other newborn in Seattle. I had already washed his new outfits in Dreft and his father was just trying to wash everything again to make sure it was extra clean. How was he to know, right? (It took me hours to put together the Diaper Genie for the first time. I was in tears, begging for my husband’s help. We were both about to throw the thing out the window of our one-bedroom apartment.) We were all clueless once. And maybe we still are clueless no matter what our kids’ ages? Speaking of clueless parents, this is a funny new show: Up All Night with Christina Applegate and Will Arnett. It’s a sitcom about…you guessed it, new (and clueless) parents! This show (and Modern Family and 30 Rock) are my temporary friends when the kids (and my husband) are fast asleep and I’m suffering from my O M goodness I’m-so-40-now-hormone-induced insomnia. Check it out.
You HAVE to watch this clip and tell me what you think.  Please share your favorite memory of being a clueless parent!

Welcome to Venting Sessions

18 Tuesday Oct 2011

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Welcome to Venting Sessions

Some women train for a marathon or climb a mountain to escape the craziness of motherhood. I like to stress eat and vent with girlfriends. That’s why I’m launching this blog, Venting Sessions. To help other mothers feel like they’re not alone. Venting Sessions is a place moms can let it out and share our mommy ventings, experiences, jokes, whines, giggles and stories. (And swap fun recipes that fit into our hectic lives as opposed to unrealistic recipes that stress us out even more.)

I started this blog for mothers who aren’t afraid to admit that no matter how female relatives, friends, celebrities, talk show hosts and other women we look up to (but don’t know from Eve) make us feel, we know deep down that we aren’t perfect. And it’s OK. We are mothers. And holy schnikes, I know we didn’t start out this way. Many felt nauseous a few weeks after date night and months later ended up in the hospital wearing a maxi pad the size of Texas. (Holding a newborn that resembles ET’s little brother, of course.) God help us all. We love our kids. And they are so worth it. But for the love of Christina Applegate and Will Arnett, there’s nothing like venting with friends. From hosting a family reunion on three hours of sleep to dealing with other not-so-nice moms at the playground who have a knack for making the rest of us feel inadequate, venting to me is like a Dove Bar swimming in whipped cream. It’s how I get by. It’s how I keep going. Like free therapy, Venting Sessions is meant to be a place where moms can let it out without consequences. So swap those mommy stories, ventings, whines, giggles and easy recipes. Let your roots shine, girls. No perfect mommies allowed. (I’m psyched about launching this blog, but I can’t jump up and down too much. I haven’t been able to do this since having my second child. Please don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about.)