So, a few months ago, Robb and I more-or-less switched places. For the past few years, I’ve been working while he started our business. Now, he’s working to support our bread habit, and I’m working part-time and running the business, being with the kids more, and *writing (see also: not writing). I’m not actually …
I’ve recently been learning some things about myself. It sucks. Personal growth is cool and all, but why does it require so much work and discomfort? Part of my reason for wanting to work less hours was to be with my kids more, especially as we’ve been dealing with some rage-y behavior issues from one …
(“I CHOOSE MY CHOICE! I CHOOSE MY CHOICE!” screams Charlotte into the phone to Miranda in Season 4 of HBO’s most ancient show ‘Sex and the City.’ She’s declaring that she’s come to terms with staying home to redecorate her Park Avenue apartment and try to have a baby while her cardiologist husband (the most cardboard …
Here’s the ugly truth. I’m not sure I should have been a parent. I worked SO hard to get the kids we have, and now I’m fucking it all up. I’m not very good at it. I get really, really angry and frustrated, I’m not patient, I get bored easily, I get crazy annoyed by …
Girls and women are taught that their sacrifice is the ultimate sign of character. Doing for others, anticipating others’ needs, supporting all the parts of all the people…you can never really give too much. Also, part of the love language that many women use is worry. We fret, therefore, we care. I lived …
Edited: This used to be called “The Lies….to Join Our Cult,” but in light of recent (more) news of actual cults where women are luring other women in to be sex slaves and other horrifying things, we here at Big Trouble feel it important to note that this is not that. NOT that kind of …
It’s recently come to my attention that Robb and I are dumb naive suckers. By that, I mean, that we have no idea what’s coming next with parenting our kids, as they go from being toddlers/little kids, to adolescents. We’re 100% unprepared for this evolution. We’ve been known to laugh at people who …
You’ve done it all. Built every LEGO landscape, PLAY-DOH’d till your hands ached, and watched your entire movie collection 9 times. Now you’re desperate. This is DEF CON 1 parenting. Some ideas for survival: Just let them eat the Play-Doh. What does it matter? They really want to, and since you can’t show them sunshine, …
Oh, my poor kids get all my baggage. All my human-ness, just spilling out on them over my thin veil of parentatude. I sobbed when putting the 4 y/o to bed tonight, because she’s kind of a dick, and she hit me when she wasn’t getting her way. I had tears that needed to come. …
Recently, our ridiculous, stubborn, funny toddler has become a ridiculous, emphatic, funny child. She still does her share (and a few other kids’ shares, maybe) of running and hiding when asked to do something, and throwing punches when she’s upset by the inequities of life (soup). But more often now she’s explaining in a reasonable …