daddy’s way is ok!

We’ve all heard the saying “mother knows best” a million times, but does she really? What if daddy knows best? Or what if you both know everything AND nothing at the same time. These kids of ours don’t come with an owner’s manual. Over the course of the past three months I’ve made plenty of mistakes. I just look at my daughter and say “mommy’s sorry, I’m new here!” . She accept...

never too young to receive an email

How cool would it be if your child could go back in time to read stories from you and other family members that were written in real time? When I was pregnant I created an email address for our daughter and I emailed her periodically throughout my pregnancy. I emailed her the day we had our first ultrasound, the day we found out she was a she, on my last day of work and a few times in between. Th...

put your own oxygen mask on first

Pretend with me for a moment that you are on a family vacation headed to the Hawaiian Islands when the plane experiences major turbulence. Suddenly, the air masks drop down from the ceiling. Before takeoff the flight attendant told you what to do: “put your own oxygen mask on before tending to your child”, but in this instant moment of panic it never even crosses your mind to put your mask on ...

be frustrated, little one

As a parent, how do you decide when to swoop in to make everything A-OK for your child and when to let them struggle, get frustrated and work it out on their own? As a mom, wife, friend, etc., my natural inclination is to be a fixer. If I have the ability to improve a loved one's situation, I jump at the opportunity. But as a parent, we have a duty to our children to raise them to care for themsel...

life is a dance

Life is a dance between making it happen and letting it happen. I'll stop here and just let that sink in for just a moment.... OK, we're back and it's time for another Delicately Balancing Life confession: if there is one thing I am NOT good at, it is chilling the eff out and letting things just happen. Letting the pieces "fall where they may" is just not in my vernacular. One of my mottos, esp...

you’re my favorite

"You're My Favorite" is something my husband and I have always said to each other. Of course we also say "I love you" but "you're my favorite" is also part of our regular mushy mushy dialogue. When I was pregnant I heard over and over and over again "when you hold that little girl you will experience a love like you've never felt before." I have to say, this actually worried me a little. Somehow I...

mommy frenemies

When I was prego I joined a few private "Women Due in April" pregnancy groups on Facebook. As a first time mommy-to-be, they were occasionally useful for the "Is anyone else experiencing x, y or z." Now that we've all had our babies, these groups have continued to share experiences with our babes and members ask questions about feeding, diapering, fussyness, and all the other joyous and not-so-joy...

turning over the reigns

The first step is admitting you've got a problem, right? So here it is: My name is Lindsey, and I'm a control freak. OK, that might be overstating things a little, but yea, I like to be in charge. I like things done my way. I want the dishwasher loaded MY way (the right way), I can plan a day in Napa like nobody else can (perfectly spaced out wine tasting appointments, lunch on a patio with the...

a brief history lesson

A little about me....Where shall I start? Perhaps at the beginning? Nah. Let's start at age 17, when I met the love of my life. You could say it was love at first sight through the kitchen window....of The Red Robin in Folsom, California (glamorous, eh?). I was an expo (for all you non-restaurant folk, that's the person who goes between "front of house" and "back of house" or "the kitchen" and "...