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Thanksgiving is just over a week away, and every major American retailer is doing its best to remind you that Christmas is hot on its heels.
The holidays are usually a combination of leisure and stress for most people-budgeting for gift-giving and wrangling with your boss for time off, followed by lazy afternoons drinking eggnog in your pajamas. But for working parents, the holidays can be a particularly difficult time as we try to do the impossible: alter our routine without causing massive meltdowns.
This is my first "real" Christmas as a mom, since last year I was on maternity leave, and my 12-day-old son came along wherever my breasts went without much of a fuss. This year will be quite different: I am working for a busy startup, my husband is with a new company, and my son is on the verge of walking (and, judging by his fearlessness, I think he'll quickly graduate from a walker to aRead More »from A Parent's Guide to Surviving the Holidays
Of course, I quickly started clicking on all of these because I confess to adore Gwyneth for all the reasons so many people envy and resent her. I was anxious to read a juicy story that would show that her and I have so much in common - like the obsession over making sure our kids speak Spanish fluently.
I was oh-so disappointed to see just another link bait after the paparazzi and gossip obsession over Gwyneth's parenting skills. Her "forcing" her kids to speak Spanish was witnessed by who-knows-who that was present at the same wedding (Cameron Diaz's assistant) she was at. The grand story is that, supposedly,Read More »from What's Wrong with Gwyneth Paltrow "Forcing" Her Kids to Speak Spanish?
On the one hand, I'm glad to leave because I've been at this school for thirteen years, worn the same uniform for thirteen years, and am sick and tired of the place.
But there's a part of me that just didn't want to leave. This place has been my second home; the one thing that remained constant in my life for the last thirteen years. It's the place where I've grown up. I lost my first tooth on the playground when I was five, had my first ever broken bone (my finger in the school bathroom door) when I was nine, and had my first crush (he was a male exchange student that visited my school from France when I was twelve).
It was within these walls that I learned my multiplication tables, which excuses will get me out of PE, how the only good thing about going to after-school care wasRead More »from Moving On: One High Schooler Reveals What She'll Miss Most After Graduation
Winnie the Pooh: How do you do just nothing?
Christopher Robin: Well, when grown-ups ask, "What are you going to do?" and you say, "Nothing," and then you go and do it.
I love doing nothing. Ok - so obviously, a person can't just do nothing, but you know what I mean, and what Christopher Robin is talking about, I think.
For me as a kid, doing nothing meant spending most of an afternoon on the front porch with a friend, idly talking about this and that while kicking my brother's big wheel trike back-and-forth between us. Or shooting hoops alone for hours on end in the driveway, not out of a passion for basketball, but simply to give my hands something to do while my mind wandered. Or staring out the window at the recess yard during fifth grade math class, wishing I could be fooling around in the sun instead of tallying numbers.
I have a writer's personality; I'm a lover of long walks to nowhere inRead More »from The Trouble with Having a Type-A Kid
If you're a parent but, somehow, not a smartphone addict (do you people even exist anymore?), you may have missed this trend: the development of apps that monitor everything from your baby's heart rate to sleeping position, as Fast Company reports. I would argue, however, that we've only scratched the surface of apps that might prove useful to new parents. Below, check out my wish list for baby apps. Tech innovators, please take note - you're welcome to move forward on prototypes based on my brilliant ideas, as long as you agree to pay me bajillions in royalties. I'll take payment in cash, check, gold bullion, or a diaper supply large enough to be worth the aforementioned bajillions. -By Alice GomstynRead More »from The "Sock Saver," Plus 6 More Baby Apps I Wish Existed
One of the best Thanksgivings I have ever experienced took place in 1994. I was a freshman at NYU and my mother decided to travel up to the city and join me for the holiday. It is the only time I have ever seen the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade in person. If you haven't experienced this exhilarating spectacle that is so completely unique to the Big Apple, I am going to suggest you put it on your bucket-list. Some interesting math for you: The parade is in it's 89th year. The only years the nation went without the Parade were during World War II. That makes this year, 2013, the 87th parade. What began as a Christmas Parade in 1924 for the flagship department store in Manhattan evolved into something truly magical for Macy's. For many of us, when we finally see Santa on the screen at the end of the Thanksgiving Day Parade, we officially begin to embrace the Christmas season. To get you in the holiday spirit, take a look at some of the greatest moments from the past 89 years. -ByRead More »from The 89-Year Evolution of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
1. Pinterest: I hook myself up to the breast pump four or five times a day (in addition to feeding Otto at the breast!), and while I usually spend that time
We sort of did last year. And the turkey police never found out.
Thanksgiving 2012 fell six days after we had arrived in the US from Italy but this wasn't a visit. We were moving. From another continent. With three small kids in tow. Luckily we found refuge at my in-laws' Florida home, but really I've never felt more like a pilgrim. Beleaguered from an already long trip with a baby, a toddler and a preschooler, too, I was also suffering from the flu and trying to figure out if I'd ever get my milk supply back after not holding anything down for three days (I didn't). We basically crash-landed.
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