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No Kids Allowed: Businesses That Ban Children?
When my first child was born, I lived in New York City. My husband and I were accustomed to eating breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner and dessert in restaurants far more often than our own kitchen. We got a rude awakening the first time we tried to take our adorable infant to my favorite Italian restaurant. Think red-checked tablecloths, candles, and olive oil imported from Tivoli. I was on first-name terms with both the ricotta ala rigatoni and the matred.
2017 Holiday Gift Guide
Gift-giving is truly a talent. It’s not easy to run around from store to store trying to figure out what to get for every single member of your family. We partnered with Square Panda to bring you a gift guide to help you get your shopping done with some personalized options for each recipient. Here…
How to Handle Hormone Hell During Pregnancy
So many mothers-to-be have told me just how unprepared they were for the emotional side of pregnancy. The physical effects were obvious enough, but apparently not everyone knew that the crazy hormone cocktail the pregnant body is continually swilling can momentarily propel even the most relaxed, jovial mommy-to-be into …
It’s Okay to Brag During Performance Reviews
It is almost time for annual performance reviews at many companies. I can already feel the anxiety building as we prepare to receive some “constructive feedback” about our job performance and decisions about promotions and raises. Annual performance reviews are especially stressful for many women. Whether this is due to cultural norms of female modesty…
A New Dad: Mother’s Day Has Taken On New Meaning
My mother died sixteen years ago this week, and in one regard – and in only one regard – I consider myself fortunate in the timing: The anniversary of her death and Mothers Day arrive the same time every year, the two days book-ending one miserable week of feeling underwater and angry and frustrated, a week steeped in loss. When the whole world is making brunch reservations and ordering flower baskets and picking out just the right card, I turn into a petulant boy. Every year