Meredith Gordon
Meredith Gordon is a stay at home mother of two from Shelburne, Vermont. When not making huge mistakes in parenting and marriage, you can find her around Burlington performing stand-up and doing random weirdness on her Instagram @imakeyourparentinglookgood. She is beyond overjoyed to be a writer in the company of such amazing women.
Fists of Fury: Dealing with the Jekyll and Hyde of Two and Three Year...
Jekyll and Hyde. My child has been both and in the same minute.
I swear to God, he can be laughing and acting as if I've just told him the best joke in the world...
Back in the Saddle Again: Newborn Nights
Remember that sound? The sound that can strike fear into the hearts of all parents? That tiny cooing somewhere in the darkness at 2AM?
Nope, it's not the blob, it's the sound of your newborn...
This House is Clear: The Healing Process of my Second C-Section
Okay, so, never in a million years did I ever think that I would be writing that having a second C-section would be a healing process, but... here I am.
I remember before my son...
Potty Training: The Final Frontier
Next month, my son starts one of the scariest journeys that his father and I have yet to trod with him, potty training.
You would be so proud of us reader, we got over our...
Thank You Social Isolation, for giving me my family back!
What's the one thing that you hear so many stay-at-home mothers complain about? Social isolation. What's the one thing that has helped me branch out in the world? Social isolation.
Seems funny, I know. But...
Food Wars: My Picky Eater
OK, Henry, it's just you and me and that plate of chicken.
Are you going to come quietly and eat at least two bites of it? Or do I have to pry open your mouth...
For My Dad: Making You Alive for my Children
It's inevitable. If nature goes the way it's supposed to, you're going to out live your parents.
What a horrible truth.
When you're young, you're like a wild animal, having no concept of mortality. It's...
The “Shining” Situation
Oh my God, if I have to hear that Fisher Price talking radio one more time, I swear, it or I is going out the window.
I can even picture my little son peering...