Abby and Asher have runny noses, Jonas has a goopy protuberance where once was his umbilical stump and his left eye is stuck shut every morning. Even the goldfish has diarrhea. (Okay, we don’t have any fishies anymore, but I’m sure they would have the runs if we hadn`t accidentally killed them last spring...

Consider my morning -- Endorphins popping like Rice Krispies after my brisk 6-mile run, I gulp my cup of water only to realize it's toothpaste backwash courtesy of Dylan, my 5-year old. Happy Monday. So I'm gagging on watermelon-flavored toothpaste considering bigger questions -- Is this just...

Sometimes I forget how powerful it is to get together with a bunch of women and talk. There are times in life when getting together with friends is difficult. Work, kids, activities and the daily "stuff" gets in the way. I rarely take the time to just sit and talk with women that I do not know...

Sure, the same can be said for all kinds of scenarios ... "there are two kinds of people." However, the extent of such is never quite so far-reaching as when it's those that have kids and those that don't to which you are referring with such a statement. This blog shall serve as an...

I am the father of an intelligent, funny, charming … just beautiful in every way 7-year-old girl. Her happiness is everything to me and I will do all within my power to raise her so that she is never impeded by man-made obstacles (pun intended), so she knows no "glass ceiling" which would prevent...

Before I delve into the deep-ended, dark-sided and mostly ... left field of things, I thought it might help if I offered up some semblance of a justification for how I came to be who I am, holding tight to these principles, always striving to never let go. Even though I do. All the time. So don't...

The closest I've ever come to being a blogger was in 1991, in a purple and pink diary with the words "For Alicia's Eyes ONLY!" splayed 1,428 times all over the cover, in the jacket, and strategically inserted throughout those top-secret pages, so not so much like a blog at all. This...

Five years ago, I stopped being just Jennifer and became known as “Dylan’s Mommy”. I knew I was in for a bit of trouble when the nurse handed Dylan to me and said in a chirpy voice, “Here you go Mom!” I looked around, wondering who the heck she was talking to. Had my Mom shown up and I didn’t know it...

As I play at the playground with my boys, I hear stories about the love, appreciation, regrets and guilt that moms feel throughout motherhood. I hear two moms talking as they support each other from two different perspectives. One woman is taking the day off from work to spend time with her son. She...

My vacation was a wonderful reminder of the importance of quality time with the ones that I love. Sometimes the ebb and flow of life take me out of the present moment. I am a firm believer that connecting with someone is done through being present, listening and appreciating the time together. Before...