Now Hear This: New York City Citizens Help Mom With Stroller!

Today my son and I took a journey from Brooklyn to the illustrious Manhattan. Our mode of transportation: the good old fashioned New York City subway system.I strapped him into his stroller and hit the road.Thankfully, my subway station is handicapped accessible so we were able to use the elevators to travel from the street [...]

By |2014-04-06T02:12:52-04:00April 27th, 2009|Anecdotes, MTA|Comments Off on Now Hear This: New York City Citizens Help Mom With Stroller!

Trying to Remember

Ever since I gave birth to my son, my memory fails me constantly. I joke often that I actually "gave birth to my brain".It's sad actually. I have blocked out entire chunks of my life. Including specific incidents and conversations that I've had with people.When I tell someone that I don't remember something, its embarrassing. [...]

By |2014-04-06T02:13:06-04:00April 20th, 2009|Anecdotes, Deep Thoughts|Comments Off on Trying to Remember

When Diapers Fail

It was Passover time. My best friend came over with some kosher for passover egg noodles to make for me, my niece, and herself. She cooked them in curry with a little broccoli. The thought didn't even occur to me that my son would be remotely interested in the final product. But he was!When he [...]

By |2014-04-06T02:13:08-04:00April 18th, 2009|Anecdotes, Diapers|Comments Off on When Diapers Fail

Trusting Your Inner Mom

I went to the library today with my son for their Story Time program as I usually do on Tuesdays. I was feeling a bit stir crazy, since we didn't get out yesterday, so we went to the 10am program. My playgroup buddies were missing in action, as both their babies were taking naps at [...]

By |2014-04-06T02:13:13-04:00April 14th, 2009|Anecdotes, Deep Thoughts|Comments Off on Trusting Your Inner Mom

The Search For a Playgroup

When my son was around four/five months old, I was going a little stir crazy. I wasn't employed and I had no real mom friends. My only friends that had babies lived too far away to visit on a regular basis. So I hung around the apartment with him a lot. My dad noticed that [...]

By |2014-04-06T02:13:15-04:00April 13th, 2009|Anecdotes, Deep Thoughts, Playgroup|Comments Off on The Search For a Playgroup
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