My name is Mary and I'm a parent of teenagers. I wish I could share more specifics with you. I'd like to talk about the day-to-day stresses and triumphs that make our family life what it is. It might be cathartic to tell you why I cried last week, or to write a blog post about a lovely conversation I had with one of my children. But I won't do that. It wouldn't feel right.
I'm a big fan of podcasts. In fact I like them so much I started my own as a way to stay creative in my industry between diaper changes and toddler tantrums.
When I first started blogging, I had no clue that blogging was hard work. I, like most people started blogging to keep a journal of my conversations and experiences with my kids. As I began to enjoy what I was writing and saw that my audience liked it too, I realized that blogging requires not only that you enjoy writing in your niche, but also requires tremendous focus, discipline and a ton of learning -- just like in any other subject.
When I first started blogging, I had no clue that blogging was hard work. I, like most people started blogging to keep a journal of my conversations a...
I get asked about my bracelets all the time. In fact, I get asked about them so much I wrote a whole post about them here...
The Bard once commented: what's past is prologue. This couldn't be truer, especially when it comes to online marketing. Way back when, display advertising gave way to search optimization, which in turn led to social media advertising and where we are today.
The more you expose kids to healthy foods, the more likely they are to eat them. If the majority of your meals are coming back home in your child's lunchbox instead of being eaten, maybe it's time to make it a little more appetizing with some creative food animal recipes.
Read parenting articles and blogs and take from them whatever you find helpful, be it a sense of community, a sense of normalcy, a reminder that no one is perfect, or maybe even that odd nugget of knowledge. Then, and this is the important part, ignore the rest.
After all the admonishments about how mothers-in-law should behave, it's my duty to offer some tidbits in exchange. Here are my suggestions for how to be the daughter-in-law who doesn't deserve to be punched in the face.
Let me preface everything I am about to throw up (no pun intended) with an expression of deep gratitude. I am beyond grateful to be pregnant after working so hard to get to this point.
When a man is at the top of his game or running a multi-million dollar company, you never consider for a moment how happy his marriage really is, how his children are being raised or how the home front is faring with the pressures of his job.
What if you looked at your daughter and saw yourself? Not only the good parts but all of the negative self-talk you heaped upon yourself since you emerged from childhood. What would you do to stop your daughter from carrying the weight of that nonsense?
There is nothing worse than having other people's success rubbed in your face. That chick who went viral and has a book deal? She's probably banging someone at Random House. At least while you loathe her for her success you can comfort yourself with the knowledge that your moral superiority is vast.
I'm sitting at Starbucks. It's 7:05 p.m.. I have a notebook with me. I have doubts about trying to record my thoughts here, in this way, but I've seen so many people do it, that I am willing to give it a go.
Bloggers be like mason jars, cheese boards, standing mirror selfies, latte art, pumpkin patches, striped straws, sun-streaked shots, party props. I present a Valentine to my fellow bloggers.
Blogging is ruining my life. How's this, you ask? Let me dive in and tell you all about my blog-induced woes.