All posts tagged working mom

Things have been busy around these parts lately. Mostly it is my fault. First, I took off to MEET my internet BiFF Alicia for her 30th birthday, which

My daughter has always been particularly articulate. She started talking at a young age and there have been many huge explosions in her vocabulary and comprehension since. The hubs and I are

By Brandee Contributor Sometimes things happen. You know, like you're trying to sell your house and there is a showing at 4pm, and your car is at the dealership

By Jess Contributor I hate crowds.  I don't think I've ever hit a Black Friday sale, ever.  *Gasp! The horror!* My mom just wasn't into that stuff and despite the

By Krista Contributor "Don't ever make another recipe of beef stroganoff," was the edict that came from my husband after I tried out this recipe I found on Pinterest a

By Tracy Managing Editor To say that I’ve been busy lately, would be an understatement. It’s more like insane crazy ridiculously, and sometimes out of control busy.  After last

By Katherine Contributor Friends...I have a confession. One that I think may get me kicked out of the "working mom club." It may even be worse than the fact that I

By Tracy, Managing Editor For weeks now, the hubs has been telling me that I need to make time to watch the new show Up All Night. I saw

By Brandee, Contributor I ramble on a LOT about loving daycare, and also about making the most of our time together outside of the working hours. I truly feel

By Beth Anne of Heir to Blair Guest Blogger Without delving full disclosure into my career, I admit to being the face of the company.  As a marketing/sales/public relations

By Krista, Social Media Liaison, Contributor I feel like I owe you all an apology.  Well, maybe not you, the person reading this, but to Tracy, Jess and Brandee. You

By Tracy, Managing Editor Organization hasn’t always been my strong suit, but I always managed to get things done. I created systems when I was in college. My planner

By Tracy, Managing Editor Sometimes I feel like I’m teetering on the ledge of a fence, trying to not fall towards one side too much. I’m a parent with