Sandy's Motherhood Blog: Food, Fun, Fashion

Growing up, neither my church nor my family really observed the season of Lent. I grew up in a very Catholic town, so I certainly asked at a...

My daughter is a sucker. Now, I don’t mean that she’ll fall for anything (although she will – she is only 6 months old, after all). I mean...

At my daughter’s 6-month pediatrician appointment last week, while the doctor was examining her, she grabbed onto the doc’s arm and hauled h...

My son, for some inexplicable reason, is not a fan of meat. He will occasionally deign to eat a hotdog, or a few chicken nuggets, but in gen...

Valentine’s Day is traditionally a day when people tell their spouses, “I love you.” Husbands, particularly, are encouraged to give their wi...

Over the past few weeks, my son has begun to periodically bring me random objects and announce to me, “Mama, I make you this [X].” For examp...

I have been a big fan of reality television ever since it began. My love for reality TV started with competitive reality shows like The Amaz...

This is probably true of most parents, but I love to watch my children sleep. There’s something incredibly peaceful about how fully they rel...

I was recently cast in an upcoming production of the musical “A Man of No Importance” with the Burlington Players. You might call it typecas...

Believe it or not, I watched the Super Bowl by myself this year. Yes, my husband was home. Yes, he likes to watch football. No, he did not w...

One of my favorite parts of the day is my son’s bedtime, when I eavesdrop on the baby monitor while my husband tells my son bedtime stories....

This morning, my 2-year-old son was playing with his toy trains in the playroom while my 6-month-old daughter was reclining in a chair with ...

When I was pregnant with my daughter Katie, I wrote a blog entry called “Every Rutabaga Is Different,” in which I explained why we referred ...

When I was little, we all had security blankets. Mine was a soft white waffle weave with yellow satin binding. It started off a bit worse fo...

When my stepdaughter was a young gymnast, her coach very sternly told the team that they were to take care of all bodily functions – using t...

You’re probably familiar with Elisabeth Kubler-Ross’ theory of the seven stages of grief. Her theory states that someone who suffers a loss ...

I post on a message board frequented by women of all ages and all backgrounds, and it’s always fascinating to me how such different people o...

As a mom, I am finding that there is one thing worse than having sick kids: having sick kids and being sick yourself. Taking care of a tired...

In typical two-year-old fashion, my son is a complete drama llama. When he doesn’t get his way, he sobs. When he can’t find a particular toy...

A few years ago, when the movie “The Bucket List” came out, it was all the rage for people to write up their own bucket lists of everything ...