My Kids Can’t Go Where?

I know this is a parents’ blog. I know, I am a mother. I know I adore my kids and mostly like spending time with them. And yet, I find myself silently smiling at the news of restaurants that are starting to ban children. It is not that I think children shouldn’t ever be allowed to eat out and I certainly don’t think all eating establishments should be kid-free, but I am not surprised nor offended that some places have instituted a no-kid policy.

There are certain nights, rare as they are, where my husband and I have the supreme pleasure of dining on our own like the civilized adults we used to be. We never go to eat at a place where we’d take our kids. We specifically look for restaurants that we deem “adult.”  On these nights, there is nothing worse than sitting down next to a table with kids. Now, lest you think I’m heartless,  if they’re well-behaved usually I can just smile at the cuteness and ignore them for the rest of my evening. But on those occasions where that isn’t possible, a kid can wreck a meal. The kid who throws his food? I’ve had enough of that during my own kitchen-highchair days, thanks. The kid who screams when she doesn’t get what she wants? She is too young for a nice dinner. How about the “cute” singing that is the loudest sound in the room? Please. Make. It. Stop.

Typically, most of these children aren’t really doing anything wrong. They are acting like kids. But they may have parents who are too beleaguered, tired or stressed to have properly planned and now they don’t even notice or maybe don’t care that kids acting like kids might not be appropriate for a dining room. In some extreme circumstances, kids are just permitted to act like brats and no one does anything about it. That may seem harsh. But I know you’ve seen them, running through a restaurant near you. I suspect these are just the instances, the kids running or banging forks on plates or the guy who tried to steal my fork once at a work lunch (yes, that happened!),  that got kids banned to begin with. [Read more...]

Developmental Growth: A Dad’s Perspective

Well, I’m finally doing it. I made a promise to my wife (and Brenda) that I would share my fatherly thoughts on the JerseyMomsBlog…despite being the daddy. I’m sure there’s a more gender specific blog out there somewhere, but I see a greater value in sharing a male outlook on child rearing amongst mothers, and I’m far too lazy to Google around for a daddy blog.

This month, our son Tyler will be ten months old. I can still smell the aroma of Riverview Medical Center’s interior, and yet I find myself concurrently contemplating ideas for his first birthday party in August. Wow…a good friend of mine was right when he said that if I keep my eyes closed long enough, I’ll open them to find myself sitting on bleachers watching him play little league baseball. Time…it is a-flyin’.

To sum up how my wife and I got to this point: boy meets girl, boy marries girl, boy and girl overcome medical, financial, occupational, and other challenges, boy and girl make a baby. What I didn’t expect was, well everything. My toilet-side collection of Parenting Magazine, Baby’s First Year paperback novel, constant advice, even classes at the hospital couldn’t prepare me for the changes and challenges that I would experience. But you moms out there know all of these things already…and I’d hate to be repetitious.

What’s astonishing is how the baby changed me! Here are my top ten tidbits of male insight you might be lookin’ for…about how a man can grow WITH his baby if he wants to:

1. Fear Not the Poo: I went from an OCD clean freak to changing diapers without hesitation. Even the spit up, of which there is no warning or protection, no longer bothers me.
2. Holy $%&#*:I’m a churchgoer now! Although my analytical brain may never comprehend the scientific basis behind resurrection, I’ve nonetheless embraced the many virtues. [Read more...]

Have You Got it in You

“Okay, now let’s crank it up into downward dawg.” The instructor’s accent is a grating mix of outer-borough and Jersey shore. I used to avoid this yoga class. I actually walked out of it once, my nose higher up in the air than it would have been in upward facing dog. Today, I stay, deciding that I must face the challenge of this class. Self imposed challenges have always been a part of my life, but lately they seem stricter. It may have started when my husband asked me what I wanted to put down as my “occupation” on a pre-school form we had to fill out. “Nothing, I guess,” was my reply. It is as if motherhood, and all that it encompasses, did not count.

Really it probably started about a month ago when The New York Times Magazine published an essay by Judith Warner called Fear (Again) of Flying. The title comes from the 1973 Erica Jong novel by the same name (minus the parenthetical “Again”) that liberated housewives of the 1970’s, giving them permission to go forth and find themselves outside of their domesticity. Warner’s article, however, was about how today’s women, rather than flying away, are nesting at home in order to capture their inner happiness. “Nesting,” however, has taken on a new definition which includes some kind of regimen which may include, but is not limited to yoga, fitness, or writing a book. Our feminist foremothers, I’m afraid, have created more opportunities for us to be harder on ourselves. We have been given the opportunity to have it all so we must do it all. Freed from the shackles of hearth and home to a world where you can be anything you want has made us retreat back to hearth and home where being house proud is not enough anymore. [Read more...]

Twitter, Facebook and the good ol’ days of blogs.

Recently I’ve begun to use Twitter.  A lot. I admit it: I’m totally addicted.  A few months back I asked the question of whether I needed to tweet at all.  Now, I only ask: how can I find more hours in the day to tweet?

In fact, I started this very post months ago.  Then I started using Twitter for “research,” and well, I never even had time to finish it until today, when my toddler decided to treat Mommy and take an extra-long nap. (Thanks, buddy. I owe you one.)

For those of you who aren’t already hopelessly addicted to Twitter, let me tell you some of the great things about it: [Read more...]

Coo Words

It’s no surprise that raising children can be stressful. But it can also be very, very funny. In the 4 ½ years since my husband and I have entered the world of parenting, we’ve had numerous embarrassing moments, listened to our kids say some very funny things and we’ve created new words and phrases (or short cuts perhaps), which have been (at least to us) very humorous.

Not surprisingly, there is a word for this: neologism. A neologism is a word, term, or phrase which has been recently created (“coined”)- often to apply to new concepts, to synthesize pre-existing concepts, or to make older terminology sound more contemporary. Neologisms are especially useful in identifying inventions, new phenomena, or old ideas which have taken on a new cultural context. Blog is an example of a neologism. Spam and social networking are additional examples.

Since so many new concepts are experienced by parents, I’m sure every parent has a few of these.

Here are a few examples from our family, as well as their origins. [Read more...]

Chocolicious Holiday Gift Ideas

December begins and it’s almost as if the crack of a starter gun sets us all in motion, pushing off the blocks and sprinting headlong toward those final days of the month when everything better be shopped, shipped, wrapped, and ready. For those of us who celebrate Chanukah, rewind this process back a month as the holiday officially kicks off WAY earlier than usual this year. Oy vey!

Well, friends, in honor of the season of sharing, I have selflessly thrown myself into an intensive research period just for the sake of offering great gift-giving ideas to all of you. No, no, please, there’s no need to thank me—I was happy to do it … really, really happy!

I began my project by attending the 13th Annual Chocolate Show in NYC in November. It’s perfect timing for snapping up specialty treats and discovering great finds for holiday gift buying. After roaming the exhibition halls, where more than 50 vendors showcased—and offered countless samples of—specialty products including truffles, fondue, chocolate-enrobed bacon, espresso beans, peanut butter bars, “drinking elixirs,” and so much more, I found a few faves I thought chocolate-loving Jersey Moms might enjoy giving (and getting) this year: [Read more...]

Five Can’t-Resist Sing-Along Songs

Driving on a long, leafy stretch of road between Morristown and Randolph the other day, blissfully alone, I popped on the radio and heard a gorgeous live cover of “Angel from Montgomery”. It was almost as lovely as the original version sung by Bonnie Raitt, and it had the same immediate effect on me: I had to belt out every single word.

It’s a sad, slow tune but somehow still awakens my inner diva. I glide along on the private stage of my shiny hybrid, passing my unsuspecting audience of fellow drivers and hard-hat road workers. I’m sure they are awed by my performance, complete with grand gestures and raw emotions playing across my face. Thank you, thank you, my fans (for not calling the police)!

So, inspired by my spotlight moment, and by Brenda’s awesome Best Dance Songs post, I thought I’d share a few of the tunes I can absolutely never resist singing along to, anytime anywhere, as my poor family can attest. I seem to have a penchant for grrrrl-power anthems, but there’s always a classic hard-rockin’ tune to dial-up to 11.

Here, in no particular order, are five of my faves:

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