Headphones & Hormones

They've outgrown the highchairs, they can't hear a word you say, and you don't know whose hormones are worse, yours or theirs. Here's my take on parenting teens as a perimenopausal single mom in 2025.

Category: Highchairs and Headaches

  • I recently stumbled across a post by another blogger that was basically a letter of advice to her own teenage self.  I loved this idea so much that I’m stealing it for my own blog.  I don’t know if this is a major no-no in the blogging community, as I’m fairly new here, but they…

  • We all know how hard it can be to maintain some semblance of a social life once you have children.  Before kids, I used to go out all weekend, do happy hours and dinner with friends during the week, phone conversations on lunch breaks, the works.  But  I don’t do any of that stuff anymore.…

  • Laundry Confessional

    I have a confession to make.  I hate folding socks.  So I just don’t do it. This is my “sock basket.” It’s where I stash all of my family’s socks after I’ve spent lord knows how many miserable minutes/hours/days folding a zillion loads of laundry and decide I no longer have the will nor the…

  • Dear Lucky Bitches, I am writing to ask that you unveil the location of the magic button you press each day which enables you to instantaneously become impeccably-dressed and fabulous-looking on the spot.  You know what I’m talking about.  That button keeping you from ever leaving the house with a hair out of place or…

  • A detailed venture through the mind of a woman who has just peed on the proverbial stick: Did I pee enough? Maybe I should have peed longer than five seconds, just to be sure. What if I peed too much? Can that happen? I should have read the directions more carefully. I’m losing it. Directions…