Tzipporah La Fianza is a writer, doula, and homeschooler of four. She also volunteers for Breastfeeding USA. Though she does happen to drive a minivan, she maintains that it's merely a matter of convenience, and that she is not now, nor will she ever be, a soccer mom. Check out her compilation of short stories, essays, and blog posts over at Postpunkchronicles.com or catch her on twitter @TzipporahLaura.
Either the alarm didn't go off this morning, or something in my brain refused to hear it. When I woke up it was about two hours later than intended. I got dressed and pep-talked myself. It's been a…long time since I went around to restaurants filling out applications. Actually, it's been a long time since I've worked a day job. Mothering and homeschooling four kids full time only allowed for flexible side jobs like doula work and freelance writing and working on our family business. But, hell, it's been a while since… >> Read More
I spend a lot of time in the car, driving. In fact, the majority of today was spent driving, as I ran errands for my kids, for my husband, for my mother, for my uncle, and even for my dog. Someone…always needs something which his or her daytime job or school doesn't allow time for. And dogs can't drive, so. Mostly, I don't mind. I've always enjoyed driving (if not running errands), and I rarely pass up the chance to hop in the car and run to the store. I admit to often heading to… >> Read More
I am a stay at home mom. And holy crap do I love it. I mean, wow! FOUR human beings call me mom! I am blessed, lucky, honored. In total mothering bliss! But, as being a SAHM seems to be an…increasing rarity in my circle of friends, I often get asked how I manage to keep from feeling bored. Can I tell you something? As much as I love these kids of mine, and as much as I cherish every hair on their beautiful little heads, sometimes, yes, I get a little bored. And sometimes… >> Read More
My 4-year-old is absolutely obsessed with books. Mainly books about trucks–especially fire trucks. He wants me to read to him all day long. He also loves
Little Bunny Foo Foo
“Mom, can you…just read it four more times before bed? Pullleeeaassse? It does this mama’s heart proud to see her kids enjoy a book. Even if it is Little Bunny Foo Foo. My eldest son also loves a good book, but now at 13 years old, the days where he crawls up into my lap and asks for me to read… >> Read More
To gear up for the High Holidays this year, we’re asking our writers and readers for their Rosh Hashanah Resolution. Here’s one from our writer Tzipporah La Fianza.
This year I've decided to…like myself. I just turned 33 and it occurred to me that I have spent most of those 33 years trying to become something, change something, aspire to something, and it has left me with a constant feeling of never being happy with who I am. So this year I've decided to find the things… >> Read More
I walk up and down the aisles of a local discount store, filling my cart to the brim. My kids are chattering happily about swimming suits, beach towels, matching flip-flops, and sand pails. I have an…unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Mommy, what does the beach look like?" my 4-year-old son asks. We live less than a three hour drive away from the ocean, and even closer still is the bay, and yet he's never been to either. "I know how to swim," exclaims my daughter excitedly. "I've… >> Read More
I have a habit of always wanting to help people out, and it's a habit I want to pass on to my children. But, how do I explain that doing good doesn't always pay off like you think it will? Like the…time I tried to help a guy who ran off the road nearby by our house... I saw it all happen from my porch and I'm all, "Let's go help him!" while shoving my feet into whatever shoes I find laying in the foyer. My husband usually thinks a tad bit more rationally but he… >> Read More
I look into my 6-month-old baby's gray-blue eyes as I nurse him. He grabs my breast with both hands and nuzzles his face into it before taking a deep, long drink.
Smiling, first with his eyes, and…then his mouth, his lids flutter, his body relaxes, milk drunk in the moment. He plays with my fingers and tries to stick his hand in my mouth, waiting for me to playfully gobble up his chubby baby fingers. He loves me. I love him. He needs me, and I in turn find that I… >> Read More
Here in Maryland we just experienced a nice little snowstorm, and while I can’t say exactly why work and school were cancelled for so people many over just a couple of inches of snow--snow that…didn’t even stick to the roads, no less--I can’t say I’m disappointed. I enjoy snow days! Yet so many of my friends on Facebook are lamenting that they are so bored being trapped inside with the kids all day. >> Read More
The internet is alive with posts and lists rounding up last year's favorites and this year's resolutions, as well as confessions of how many people have already broken them.
It's about a week into…the new year and it literally just occurred to me that I will have to start writing 2013 on my checks. Then again, I can't recall the last time I actually used a paper check. I hadn't even thought about making any resolutions nor reflecting on 2012 yet. >> Read More
According to Dr. Sears, the person who originally coined the term attachment parenting in his popular books about child rearing, "attachment parenting is a style of caring for your infant that brings…out the best in the baby and the best in the parents." "Well, sign me up!" was my first thought when I read this eight years ago when my second daughter was just an itty-bitty thing. Who doesn't want to bring out the best in their baby and themselves? There was no question! I had… >> Read More
It seems as though lately, everyone is talking about money and how to make it, save it, stretch it, invest it, or just not spend it in the first place. It has even gained popularity in the Jewish…community--check out Kosher on a Budget, which daily posts a long list of coupons, sales, and even tips on how to get the most for your money. Being frugal isn't just for the poor anymore, either. It's hip now to wear hand-me-downs (so long as you call them "vintage wear", of course) and recycling isn't… >> Read More
"Smack! smack! smack!.... crunch, crunch, crunch..." Repeat a dozen times a day.
I am addicted to ice right now. And not just any ice--specifically ice which is partially (but not completely) frozen…in one of those personal sized water bottles. (Thank God Costco sells them for so cheap or I'd have to take out a small loan to support my habit.) I check the freezer a hundred times or so, exactly what I tell my children to never do, and wait until it's at that perfect stage--just… >> Read More
One day my kindergartener came home from school and excitedly announced, "Our class is collecting canned foods for the needy!" to which I snidely replied under my breath, "We ARE the needy!"
Of…course as soon as I said it, I wished the words had never left my mouth. Especially when my son's teacher stopped me the next day at school to report that he had repeated my exact words to her. Luckily, she had a great sense of humor and found it pretty funny. "You're telling me!"… >> Read More
With all those posts about epidurals last week, I just had to respond with my own.
I was an epidural girl at one point in my life--so I very much relate to those who prefer them. In fact, at my…first birth, I had no real plan for my birth except to get that epidural ASAP. And I did. And it was wonderful! I was being induced and after trying to make it through the unbearable contractions for hours while they pumped me full of pitocin that epidural was a God-send! >> Read More
This past winter I was late. And later. And even later still. I knew it was likely a miscalculation on my part--been there, done that--but, I still felt obligated to buy a test just to be sure.…Obviously, I was overreacting and there is no way I could possibly be pregnant. I mean just look at where we live, and how little time I have for a newborn, and how busy we are with our other kids… and how specifically *not* busy our small business is at the moment. Clearly it would… >> Read More