|Tales from the Mommy Track is a weekly column about the daily life of a part-time working mom. Risa Green is a critically acclaimed author who lives in Los Angeles. Her previous adult novels, Notes from the Underbelly and Tales from the Crib were made into a television series. Her latest novel, The Secret Society of the Pink Crystal Ball, is a Young Adult book that will be released in September, 2010.|
I can pinpoint the exact moment when I lost control of my children’s healthy eating habits. It was way back in 2003, and my daughter was around seven months old. She’d been eating solid foods for a couple of months at that point. Mostly, I gave her mashed up fruits and vegetables and tiny little pieces of roasted turkey, grilled chicken, ground beef and sautéed tofu. Mostly, she spit out everything except for the fruit – my very first sign of her rampant sweet tooth. more
My son does not enjoy school. There are things about school that he
enjoys – recess, lunch, PE, sometimes Computer and Library – but when it
comes to the actual core subjects, he more or less just tolerates them.
When it comes to my kids, one of the things that stresses me out is this whole idea of “specializing.” more
My kids and I watched the Grammys on Sunday night (the first half, anyway), and we watched as Hunter Hayes debuted his song, “Invisible.” more
There are lots of things that suck about being a parent. Diapers come to mind right away, and not sleeping, and having to clean vomit off of carpet at two o’clock in the morning. Also, making lunches every day. That one totally sucks. And eye rolls. Eye rolls suck. Especially when they’re directed at you. more
I love January. The holidays are behind us, and it’s all fresh starts
and empty calendars and, of course, resolutions. And if there’s
anything I love more than January, it’s a good resolution.
The Jewish calendar is a strange thing. I’ll spare you the gory details, but the most important things to know are that it’s a luni-solar calendar, and that there are seven leap years in every nineteen year cycle. And “leap year” doesn’t mean you add a day, like in the Gregorian calendar. It means you add an entire 30 day month.
When my son was five, he had a minor obsession with Michael Jackson. Not the music, per se, but with the way Michael Jackson danced. Something about all of that moonwalking and crotch grabbing and head snapping just captured his attention, and for a solid three months, all he wanted to do was watch old Michael Jackson videos on YouTube.
In 1994, I got my first modem. It was my first year of law school, and the magic of having the entire law school library in my own bedroom was astonishing to me. I remember feeling so cutting edge. That summer, working at a law firm, I got my first taste of an intranet - sort of an IM within the firm (which I completely abused, using it solely to banter with the other summer associates) - and then, in 1996, my law school assigned me my first ever e-mail account.