Shall I admit that 5 days after Christmas we are still eating leftover turkey. Although my kids and husband are happy with loading their plates full of all the fixings still lingering in the fridge, my taste buds are ready for something new. Unfortunately the enormous amount of turkey that fills 3 Tupperware containers beckons I use it, so thanks to the folks at blisstree.com,… Continue

By Rachel Solow



Girl power!

A warm-hearted technician helped the author through a scary rite of passage.



Over the last 10 years, as I journeyed through my thirties, so many ‘marvelous’ things have happened. Grey hair, my metabolism changing from ‘not so great to begin with’ to ‘that of a bag of rocks’, the constant, and I mean constant, ticking of my biological clock (if you listen closely you can probably hear it right now) and now that I have turned 40- my first… Continue

Don’t you hate it when you run the grocery store, bolting out of the house just as you are, in mom mode: hair frazzled, clothes askew, and no makeup on. Of course, Murphy’s Law kicks in and you run into your boss, ex-boy-friend or arch nemesis from that group of perfect/pretty moms.

More often than not, I find myself underdressed and less made up than I was before kids, and even though I wouldn’t change a second of my mom life… I do kinda wish I… Continue

We all love witnessing our children’s milestones. Be it their first step or their first home- run, watching our kids try, accomplish and succeed is always a rewarding moment. Recently we have adopted a new mantra with our kids, “teach not tell”. With our four- year-old doing things daily to challenge both us and his curiosity, I see my husband and I often “telling” him how to proceed. We sometimes forget he is only four and allow our impatience or… Continue

2008 Under Soapbox Mama This morning I laid flat on the floor with my two kids trying to wake up. It was early and my brain had not cleared the fogginess of sleep. Both of them had been up for awhile and like all children, their exuberance had kicked in the moment they opened their eyes. I, on the other hand, have lost that ability to wake up and instantly have zeal and zest oozing from my every pore. Like many mornings, I lumbered out of my bed, into… Continue