I Found 17 Things To Love About Being Pregnant

It’s 3am and I’m waddling to the refrigerator for a snack (aka fifth meal). Hunger pangs, heartburn and round ligament pain have been wreaking havoc with my sleep, and I’m starting to wonder why I thought it was such a good idea to get knocked up again. “The baby!” I have to remind myself. “You wanted another baby.”

Since it will be five more months until I meet said baby, and I’m just getting bigger and more uncomfortable by the day, I’ve forced myself to come up with some other reasons to love being pregnant:


1. I never have to suck in my gut. The curve of my belly actually seems beautiful, and I enjoy flaunting it in fitted clothes and even bikinis. I wish I felt this way all the time.

2. I get a free pass on a lot of annoying tasks like carrying luggage, cleaning with bleach and polishing silver. It makes me want to get a cat just so I wouldn’t have to change the litter box.

3. I’m never at a loss for small talk. Someone will always ask about the belly.

4. Forget about that whole, “Eat half of what’s on your plate and pack up the rest” business. I’m eating for two now and I will have all the pasta, thank you.

5. My cups runneth over. That bra-stuffing teen girl I used to be never dreamed she’d have such impressive knockers. Seriously, they’re real, and they’re spectacular.

Continue the list at Lifetime Moms…


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I’m So Happy (& Miserable) Now That I’m Pregnant

I have a fun new job chronicling my pregnancy at Momtastic.  Here’s my first installment.  There will be a new post up on Momtastic each Thursday. 


For two and a half years, I wished on every star, eyelash, and birthday candle that I would get pregnant. I had almost lost hope of giving my daughter a sibling when boom: two pink lines. I was blissed out on baby dust for a solid week. Then, the symptoms kicked in and my gratitude was replaced by round-the clock complaining.

“Kill me now,” I moaned to my husband recently, after bowing to the porcelain throne. “Didn’t you, um, want to be pregnant?” He reminded me. “Desperately?” I did. I do! But I was under the mistaken notion that the second pregnancy would be somehow easier. Muscle memory would be on my side.

Instead, I have all the symptoms from round one plus a whole new batch of so-weird-I-have-to-Google-it ailments. For instance, cotton mouth, the likes of which I have not experienced since college, when my roommate had a bong. I’ve created a tropical eco system on my side of the bed with a humidifier and a case of electrolyte-enhanced bottled water, and I’m still waking up parched.

Below the waist, it’s the opposite. I’m borderline incontinent, and really wondering if I should just keep a stash of Depends next to the Pampers Swaddlers. I’ve also got a rash, from – get this — my thighs rubbing together. It’s very attractive, and probably here to stay thanks to the freakish fall heat waves we’ve been having in Los Angeles.

Story continues at Momtastic…

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What I Just Learned About Blogging, Controversy and Respecting My Readers

In case you missed it, I wrote a piece last week about Amal Alamuddin taking George Clooney’s last name when they married. In the article, I said I was disappointed that such a professionally accomplished woman would choose to follow what I consider to be an outdated tradition.

My Carriage Before Marriage Facebook community in turn let me HAVE IT, calling me anti-feminist for judging another woman’s choice.


Image via Daily Revolution

It truly never occurred to me that when I called out Amal Alamuddin, I was insulting the many, many women out there who happily chose to take their husbands’ names. The last thing I meant to do was disrespect my own readers, whom I value so much. (Without readers, a blog is just that falling tree in the forest that makes no sound.)

What a whole bunch of you pointed out to me is that you wanted to change your names. You like sharing a name with your husbands and children. It announces your unity and commitment to the world. The name change itself doesn’t have to be a big deal. Accomplishments don’t disappear when you change your name. Plus, a new name can offer a fresh start, particularly if you never liked your maiden name.

Personally, I would feel more comfortable with name changing if it was a 50/50 proposition, with an equal likelihood that a man would take his wife’s name.  (Props to Jay-Z for changing his legal name to Shawn Knowles-Carter.)  Yet even if the world worked that way, I’d probably still keep my name.  I’m not famous, but I identify with those female actors, musicians and authors who believe their names are too essential to change.  (And we know I have non-traditional views anyway, what with me waiting 3+ years to marry my baby daddy.)

Going forward, I will think twice before I stomp on other women’s choices. I certainly would never attack another mom for formula or breastfeeding, sleep training or attachment parenting, working full time or staying at home, or any of the many “controversial” choices we all make all the time that are really nobody’s business.  I am glad that changing names is a choice women have.  Choice is power.

Thanks for being honest with me.

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Why Did You Change Your Name To Clooney, Amal?

Last month, Business Woman Media made a splash with its cheeky headline, “Internationally Acclaimed Barrister Amal Alamuddin Marries an Actor.” Their point being, here is a woman whose impressive accomplishments should not be overshadowed by her union with a famous man.

The polar opposite of a Hollywood starlet (no offense to the Stacy Keiblers of the world), Amal is an Oxford-educated human rights lawyer who speaks three languages. After wedding the world’s most eligible bachelor, did she start redecorating a Beverly Hills mansion? Wax rhapsodic about her pilates regimen to “Us Weekly”? No, she went back to work.

Amal Alamuddin had all of our respect, and then what did she do? She changed her name to Clooney like some 1950s housewife.

Say it ain’t so, Amal! I can’t help but be disappointed.

Read the rest of my semi-controversial post at mom.me…


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You Know You’re An Older Mom When…

There are many benefits to having kids later in life: You’re more settled and secure, you know who you are and you’ve already had a chance to see the world before making that lengthy stop in Diaper Town. That said, being an older mom also has some liabilities, like permanent exhaustion and very stubborn baby weight.

Does any of this sound familiar? Are you just a wee bit older than the average mom on the street? Here’s how to tell! You know you’re an older mom when…

1. The second trimester is just as debilitating as the first trimester.

2. You need bifocals to change the batteries in the ExerSaucer.

3. Everyone in Mommy & Me is having 30th birthday parties while you are celebrating your 40th.

4. You could be your babysitter’s mother.

5. You cut yourself some parenting slack because you’re old enough to remember riding in the “way back” with no car seat while your mom puffed Virginia Slims and your dad drank a Miller.

Read the list at mom.me…and if you like it, please share it!



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