There is a ton of interest in the Stokke Tripp Trapp high chair, and for good reason. This versatile, attractive and well-made high chair is one of the best baby products on the market. Many parents have questions about the ins and outs of the Stokke Tripp Trapp, and in this post I’ll go over…
In an ideal world, all of our children would love to go to school, love to learn, love to work on their reading comprehension and writing skills, and be effortlessly talented with numbers. As a parent, it’s natural to wonder how to get your child interested in school. In reality, kids sometimes dislike studying. And there…
If you have a young kid, you know the appeal of superheroes. In this gift guide I’ll go over the best Spiderman toys for the superhero fan in your life. Spiderman ranks as one of the all-time classics. Kids today are just as into Spiderman as they were decades ago, so it’s no surprise that…
This weekend it struck me: My daughter, who is just a year old, will never know a world where there hasn’t been a woman in the White House. And until the age of 41, I’ve never known a world where there has. My kids will never live in a country where there hasn’t been a…
Ahem. You might notice I’m not wearing any pants in my carseat. You might ask, is this a fashion statement I’m making? And then you would find that, no, this is not a fashion statement. You would find that I, in fact, sh*t through my outfit not once, but twice today. I do this most every day once or twice. And you would find that my mom, who JUST finished blogging about how moms who have “arrived” always pack extra outfits, did not have an extra outfit for me today. In fact she did not have an extra outfit for me the FIRST time I sh*t myself today, and then, learning nothing from this, she did not have an extra outfit for me the SECOND time I sh*t myself today. You would think that she would have garnered a lesson from the first time this happened. Instead I am pants-less in the car. Like all the other babies with loose bowels and underprepared mothers.
Have a nice evening.
It’s ok Nolie…you have your meaty thighs to keep you warm!
I am so glad I am not the only mother who does this! I regularly forget clothes for my son’s pooptastrophes.
You’d think it wouldn’t be so hard to remember, but it really is!!
I completely laughed out loud while reading this entire post (after reading the ‘8 signs you have arrived’ post) Great blog!!
Thanks Jennifer! Yeah, I was feeling marginally on-point as a mom, and then the double-soil in one day really set me back…
As I drove down 95 this morning on my way to work holding my pump up to the side my little guy refused to nurse on earlier I wondered where I fell in your posts…arrived or not arrived. I was feeling pretty accomplished until I felt a trucker hovering to my right…
Ha! I love it. I think you have MORE than arrived, especially if you’re mixing pumping and truckers…
Hi Liz,
I love your blog! Came to it by way of a friend whose son was a finalist in your Halloween contest! I started at the beginning and haven’t looked back. This is my go-to read while nursing. After reading the last “arrived” post I was feeling pretty good about how things are going with my three month old. Then I read this post and scared him while he was nursing because I laughed out loud. Obviously there is still some room for improvement 😉
Thanks Mary-Kathryn! That’s really nice! Although I don’t want to be held liable for any nursing room injuries 🙂