I’ve written ad nauseum about the challenges of my children sleeping in our marital bed. However far we’ve come with incentive charts and bribes and calm explanations and begging and pleading and flat-out yelling, the girls still come into our bed at some time during the early morning. They’re supposed to wait until the sun [...]
Yesterday, I announced an epiphany: I come first. The gist: my needs come before my kids’ needs. No one’s happy if mama ain’t happy. You’ll eat what I give you. You’ll solve your own problems. You’ll sleep in your own bed. Until last night. My epiphany lasted all of 12 hours. Now? Mama is irritated. [...]
There’s a clear and defining line between the sexes. There are countless books, movies, ha-ha TV shows, and blog posts dedicated to pointing out the glaring differences between man and woman. Having been married to a man for the last eleventeen-and-a-half years, I know it’s more than just pee splashes around the toilet and the [...]