
Mommy, Son & Crossfit
It’s the CROSSFIT GAMES 2013 this weekend! This morning I checked online to see if their website posted any of yesterday’s events and clicked on the highlight reel. http://games.crossfit.com/video/crossfit-games-update-show-july-25-2013 As I watched the mother/daughter portion (they are both competitors this year), I remembered what had happened yesterday in the car with my son Maddox who will be 3 years old at the end of November… We were on the way to visit my friend Christ

A Family Picture of Co-Parenters
Today I got an email from Maddox’s school updating parents about the week. In the email, it asked: "If you haven’t already, PLEASE bring in a family photograph of you (parents), your child and their sibling(s). Preferably size: 4x6" For a split milli-second I got a sinking pit in my stomach when I saw the word “family” on my computer screen. I never want Maddox to feel like he is the kid in the class that has a Mommy and a Daddy that are not together that don’t live under t

TANTRUM TUESDAY
I officially started potty training last Friday and for the most part it has been going well. Maddox has gotten the hang of telling me when he has to pee-pee and poo-poo. There are times however, where he tells me he want to pee-pee but as quick as I sit him on the toilet, he’s quicker to say, “No, pee Mommy, down”. This morning did not start out like our usual HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY day. Maddox woke up at 5am crying out for “MOMMY!” in which I brought him to my bed to sleep

An Inspirational Mom: Kim Dolan Leto
Before I ever was a Mommy I would see these Moms running around town with their kids - FIT AS CAN BE! I remember only hoping that after I had a kid (or two?) that I would be able to maintain some sort of fitnees routine. You’ll be amazed at what you can do with the right time management and a some help from the Dad. As you all know, I am a single Mom but am fortunate to have a good relationship with Maddox’s Dad who loves his son and wants to spend time with him. On the da

What you can do in just 1 week...
I survived the Carlsbad Marathon, even after a “Mommy Night Out” on that Friday, taking care of a sick kid on Saturday, including myself, and then running the marathon in 5 hours 12 minutes…not too shabby. Well, two weeks have gone by and besides not workiing out…this last week has been quite eventful. Last Friday, thanks Wendy, I was on a stand-by flight to Vegas for my best friend Heather’s wedding. It was a small quaint one with only family and a few close friends. We s
I fart on feminism!
So I haven’t blogged in a while…between trying to work full time, raise a kid, do volunteer work on the side, collaborating on a new start-up company, working on my relationship (or lack of one), and pretending to train a few times a week to run half marathons every two months - I’ve just been a tad busy. Wait, forgot: and trying to have a some-what social life. But in all of my running around, I’ve come to despise my energetic go-getter enthusiasm and just want to be a st
Hookas, why do we insist on being "clothes and shoes" whores?
I’ve been SLOWLY unpacking my big black trash bags of clothes and shoes. I like to think of myself as someone who can easily let old clothes and shoes go…but as I garbage bag-dived to figure out what the hell was in them, I realized that I have some items from back in da day when I thought that a full jean outfit was HOT! Now that I’m a “mommy” some of my…ok..wait..MOST of my clothes seem too all of a sudden be too “young” or “inappropriate” to wear. ALL of my bikinis are