Working moms know that when their day-care’s caller ID shows up on the spy phone at work, it’s generally not good thing. When I see their number, in a flash a multitude of scenarios stream through my panicked brain, trying to prepare myself for the bad news to come: Which child? Fever? Throwing up? Other [...]
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A few days ago I found Sofia leaning over her crib rail in gymnast fashion, and I knew it was time. Yesterday Tony disassembled her crib, and Sofia now has a newly reconfigured day bed, a.k.a. big girl bed. We took a very excited Sofia and Dominic upstairs to see her new bed. As I [...] “They never tell you how hard it is.”- Waitress I knew I was in for a bad morning quite early on. I was already running late. As I frantically ironed my work outfit I could hear Sofia through the monitor. Instead of hearing songs and playing coming from her crib upon her waking, I heard fake [...] I work full time. It’s a necessity based on our lifestyle, so it is a financial choice, yet I’m convinced I’m also meant to work. My kids really do not know any differently. My 34 month old (am I still allowed to use months?) accepts it as part of her every day [...] |
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