Risa Green
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 Survived My Kid's First Piercing (Barely.)

About six months ago, my daughter, who was then still five, inquired as to when she would be allowed to get her ears pierced. Without so much as a flinch, I told her that she could do it whenever she was ready. After all, I got my ears pierced when I was really young – three or four, I think – and I know she’s going to get them pierced eventually. more

Is Shouting the New Spanking?

A friend of mine forwarded me a New York Times article that ran last week, called “For Some Parents, Shouting Is the New Spanking.” In this article, it talked about how our generation is comprised of parents who don’t hit their children, but instead yell, mostly “when [we] feel irritable or anxious.” more

Whatever, Martha!

My daughter has discovered Martha Stewart and loves her – please, mommy, can you TiVo every one of her shows? – which just goes to show you how totally different my daughter and I are, because I really can’t stand Martha Stewart and all of her damn craftiness. more

The Registered Dietitian vs. the Picky Eater.

It turns out that I’ve been approaching this food thing all wrong. Which is not such a great surprise, given that I’ve gotten nowhere with it for the last seven years. Yet still surprising to me, nonetheless, if only because I already knew exactly what to do, and do it all the time, for myself. I just hadn’t thought to apply it to my kids. more

Halloween: Give More Than Candy

I have this friend who is beautiful and smart and funny, and who runs her own business and is involved with a million different charities, and is divorced and raising two kids, and hosts amazing soirees like, every other week, and yet somehow makes it all look effortless. more

Food Frustrations: Nutritionist-Bound.

I am getting nowhere with the food thing. I’ve written several times about my daughter, and her aversion to anything that does not involve pasta, bread or rice. A few months ago, I wrote that I thought she was making progress because she voluntarily took a bite of steak and didn’t then vomit at the dinner table. more

Hey Kid, Get Your Own Breakfast.

Last week’s New York Times article about why kids can’t walk to school anymore has, I must say, been the talk of the town lately. Everywhere, it seems, people are discussing what it means for our kids, and the general consensus seems to be that it’s a shame to have such a ritual of independence taken away from an entire generation. more

Presenting Me, The YA Novelist.

Finally, I have written a third book. Well, technically, it’s a fourth book, because I wrote a third book before this third book, but that third book kind of sucked and so I threw it away. more

Sportsophobia.

I’d like to go on record as a parent by saying that I hate organized sports. Okay, wait: I don’t really have anything against the actual sports themselves – I mean, I like watching them on tv and everything and I enjoyed playing them when I was a kid – it’s just that I hate having to deal with organized sports, you know, as a parent. more

Just A Little Jealous.

When it comes to men, I am not, by nature, a jealous person. Ten years ago, when all of our friends were getting married and my husband was running off to Vegas every other weekend for a bachelor party, I didn’t freak out at the thought of him going to a strip club, or balk at the idea of a “private show” for twenty guys in a hotel room. more

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