Be a Cool Mom Magnet: How to Attract the Best Mom Friends

We met at a park. We exchanged glances, checked each other out a little bit, moved closer to each other, exchanged some pleasantries and witty banter, and eventually our phone numbers. We began some casual texting, and later admitted to running quick internet searches on each other. We perused each other’s Facebook profiles. Oh man, I liked this one. I really really liked this one. Eventually we went out. Nothing too committal like dinner, just drinks....more
My life has been enriched by all of my friends- old and new!more

My Elusive Quest For Mom Friends: Are One or Two Friends Okay?

Lately, I’ve read several good articles and blog pieces about the difficulty of making new mom friends. I can identify with these authors because last year seemed to be my year of constant angst about friendships. Do I have enough friends? How can I make new friends? Does it really matter? That was the broken record constantly re-playing itself in my mind....more
HEY!  What about me!!!! :)   I agree it's tough out there.  I think if you make just a few ...more

Am I the Only Mom Who Wishes for a Best Friend?

My negative thoughts as a result were things like, "I have no friends," and "No one cares about my life," and "I wish my sister lived closer because she is the only one that gets me." But, I find myself feeling lonely. And sad. Moms need friends too, right? Or am I the only one? I have always been a people person. I have always had "an easy time making friends" as my Mom would say to me all the time growing up. But, here I am. 35-years-old. 3 kids. A good husband. A stable life. And, all I want is a close friend. ...more
I wish the same for myself;I don't know why I didn't find anybody like that.Sometimes these ...more

gaseous notes from my trench

I had such fierce pain all night-before-last and yesterday morning that I thought I just might be in labor again. You know, like I somehow got pregnant and gestated a baby for the full 9 months without knowing - which makes no sense but neither did the blinding, cramping pain. Which turns out to have been gas. Yes, gas. Sexy gas....more