Archive for April, 2012

Do You Still Feel Sexy?

When I was in my teens, it took very little to put my mind in the gutter — a nice butt in Levi 501’s, a sniff of Polo, and I was a mess of hormones. In my twenties it was all about the right music, the right wine, and men who were petrified of commitment. In my thirties I was wrapped up in getting married and making a few babies. And now … the things that get me going are pretty specific … my husband in Calvin Klein boxer briefs, the Phil Phillips performance of Usher on Idol, a hot dad at my kids’ preschool … and I’m pretty typical. If you go to my Babble blog, I queried my friends to find out what turns them on and posted the fascinating results. Enjoy. P.S. one of my friends said Keith Morrison from Dateline and I totally get that!

Posted by Stefanie Wilder Taylor on April 23, 2012 12:12 pmUncategorized4 comments  

#ParentingFail the POST

I put everyone’s confessions together and put it in a post at Babble. I think it came out really great but you be the judge.

I would love to hear more of your “confessions” because they truly help me feel connected to all of you and less cray-cray; especially coming off the end of what was basically three weeks of spring break with my children. My children are like candy: I crave them, can’t get enough of them, think about them all the time and then just when I least expect it, never thought it could happen, feel incredibly sick and need to not see or hear candy for a little while. You get what I mean.

So check out the post and if you haven’t yet, leave a confession of your own in the comments!

Posted by Stefanie Wilder Taylor on April 16, 2012 12:53 amUncategorized2 comments  


I believe that I’m an excellent mom. I strive for excellence, put my damn back into excellence. And when I fall short of excellence, I look hard at my weaknesses and attempt to improve. That being said, one mom’s brand of excellence is another mom’s sub par slacker-ass, downright non-excellence. So it’s all relative.

Just today Matilda made me a little play-doh figure and when she handed it to me apparently I held it wrong and squashed it a teeny tiny hard to see way. She cried…a lot. When I couldn’t understand why she was crying it escalated sobbing which escalated quickly into a tantrum. I told her to go to her room where she cried that I ruined her thing over and over.

I admit I felt extremely agitated. I really wanted to yell at her to stop it because, come on! What the hell had I done wrong? Why was she screaming so hard? Is she possessed? Would it ever stop? But I was able to say to myself, “She’s only four. She’s probably tired. And hungry.” It was 5:45 and I hadn’t made her dinner yet. Also, yelling at her to stop yelling probably wouldn’t have had a beneficial outcome to either party. So I went to her room, sat on the edge of the bed and just said, “I don’t understand why you are crying this hard over me accidentally squishing part of your play-doh.” And she said, “Because you didn’t apologize.”

So I did. And she said, “It’s okay.” And she hugged me and it was done.

It’s moments like that where I do think that I’m growing, that maybe I rule just a tiny bit. But then I get on the computer and tune them out while I check my email and I think, “hmm…maybe not so much on the ruling.”

So even though I think I do an overall good job, and that I believe we all do an overall good job -after all, if you’re reading my blog you must be somewhat interested in parenting -there are some things I do which would make many people roll their eyes. I will list a few for you now:

I’ve given Sadie ice cream for breakfast.
Sometimes I give in to whining.
A lot of emails asking for classroom volunteers go unanswered.
I once let Matilda eat a peanut m&m that rolled out of a candy machine and onto the floor at the mall.
Elby gets to watch Dance Moms.
Sometimes Elby gets to play games on my computer in lieu of a bedtime story.
My kids don’t bathe every day. In fact, Matilda recently went so long without a bath I’m ashamed to say she smelled homeless.
The whole lot of them eat Happy Meals once in awhile. And by once in awhile I mean probably once a week.
I oftentimes don’t make my kids clean up their toys because it’s easier to do it myself than to stay on them about it.
I buy too many toys.

Okay, there you go. Now. I want to do a blog post where I showcase some of your admissions. Can you please send me a picture of you with your kid(s) and a line or two of something you do that you know other moms wouldn’t approve of?

When I get 20 I’ll post them and give you the link. Thanks so much to all who are willing to participate!!

Posted by Stefanie Wilder Taylor on April 10, 2012 7:09 pmUncategorized12 comments  


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