Chardonnay Swilling Whore.
Why do I hear so many mommies talk wistfully about loving motherhood yet “mourning” the person they used to be? Why do they have to mourn that person? Why aren’t they that person anymore? Has the simple addition of a child caused them to miraculously change from Chardonnay Swilling Whore to Beatific Saint Mommy? more
Obama Mama.
Okay, here’s my big push the night before Super Duper Tuesday. I am departing from the usual parenting blah-dee-dah to give a plug for my candidate. But I’m actually not departing too far from the parenting thing, because after all, this is about my kids and their future as much as anything.