I’m sick of myself.
Seriously.
How much whining can one woman do?
A lot, it turns out. Y’all are lucky I didn’t have this here blog when The Poo was born. Gak, what a bore that would have been:
“Oh, woe is me, my baby sleeps through the night, but she wakes up at 6 AM! YES, 6 AM!!”
Oy, [...]

Over the years, I’ve had many female bosses. Some, like Carolina, were amazing.
Carolina ran the fledgling internet marketing division at the Huge Multinational Corporation I worked for. She was just a few years older than me, which put her somewhere around, oh, 31. She was 31 years old, and she had seven of us working [...]

I started reading Sam about a year ago, and I’ve been waiting anxiously for her to pop that kid she’s carrying, if for no other reason than she’s been stingy about letting us know what flavor she’s getting.
I can’t stand suspense.
I can imagine that Sam has had just about enough suspense herself, considering that she [...]

When I’m at a loss for words, I often turn to my bookcases.
Inspiration comes in the form of those who have gone before me. Authors whose blood, sweat and tears solidified into paper and binding.
I’ve always been a reader - strolling the stacks at the public library, clutching a small, yellow paper pass to lands [...]

While my father’s death was terrifying, bloody and unexpected, I can take comfort in one small moment that took place just before he crashed in the ER.
I had just fetched him a blanket - he was cold from blood loss, although I did not know that at the time - and I stroked his bald [...]

When I started blogging, it seemed like there were only a handful of sites and writers out there, a very small community of moms who brought their lives and experiences to the web in an attempt to cope and connect.
Very quickly I realized how vast this virtual world really is, and how much talent and [...]

The Poo slept last night from 5 p.m. to 7 a.m. this morning, and we both awoke in a much better mood. I had a child-free and TV-free evening in which to stitch my latest embroidery project, and the girl got the rest she so desperately needed to get rid of this virus.
We’re still stuffy [...]

The other day I wrote about my lack of confidence in my appearance, an ailment common among women since the dawn of Madison Avenue.
So imagine my surprise when Aimee over at Greeblemonkey nominated me for “Hottest Mommy Blogger” in the 2008 Blogger’s Choice Awards. She was kind enough (or delusional enough) to also nominate me [...]

People, is there really that much more you need to know about me?
I share more here with you than with some of my closest friends, but it appears the appetite for random facts about Mrs. Chicken is rather voracious. I was tagged by no fewer than four people for the Seven Facts meme that’s making [...]

I’m in the throes of some major growing pains with The Poo.
The older she gets, the more demanding she becomes. And frankly, I was certain that once the infant stage passed us by, that we’d waded through the worst of it.
Two wasn’t as horrible as I thought it would be. We had a few bumpy [...]