Parents never really get a break, not even when you want to eat a snack or go to the bathroom or anything. Naps don't really exist for you--unless you count the moment you "shut your eyes" during the…millionth time you watched "Frozen." This is why Ashley Gardner, a mother of quadruplets, made a hilarious video about trying to get a moment of peace alone. She posted the video to YouTube and Facebook on Tuesday, which went viral soon after--and I can totally see why--she hides in her pantry in order to eat a snack alone.… >> Read More
With my daughter’s 6th birthday party, Hanukkah, and Christmas all falling in a brief seven-day window, the holidays felt extra-stressful this year for my little interfaith family.
Of course,…some of the stress is self-imposed. Like most moms, I tend to put way more pressure than necessary on myself in an effort to make the holidays memorable, when in reality, my kids are thrilled to be home in their jammies with their mommy and daddy for a few days with nothing to do but… >> Read More
“Why don’t you come back to Israel early?” my 17-year-old son texted me. He continued, “You must be SO BORED… I mean what are you doing there? Nothing?”
Well, almost nothing. My…9-year-old daughter and I are spending the summer visiting my family in California, and my 14-year-old son joined us for a couple of weeks to attend a wheelchair basketball camp. Nonetheless, compared to the last 18 years of my life, I do indeed feel like I am doing exactly what I need to do: a… >> Read More
My husband and I took a trip away this past weekend, just the two of us, without the kids. This, in itself, is a rarity, and something we needed, enjoyed, and did not take for granted. I love my…children, but even I needed a break from hearing the morning screams of, "Mommy!!!", the temper tantrums, and hearing brothers fight over a stupid toy that, I swear, neither of them really wants to play with anyway. Our lives as a couple picked up right back to the days before kids. We roamed the streets… >> Read More
I am climbing aboard the stationary bike at the gym one recent morning when I hear a burst of an aria soar through the air. A resonant male baritone emerges from the cacophonic hum of treadmill…pounding, sporadic chatter, and piped-in background beat music. I don’t have to look up to know who’s singing. Saul, a retired doctor who loves opera, walks on the treadmill while singing in Italian with a favorite diva, who serenades him via noise-cancelling headphones. “I can’t help it,” says the ebullient octogenarian when I tell him… >> Read More