Motherhood

I remember looking at jewelry catalogs at my grandma’s house when I was a little girl.  (She always had catalogs and I loved flipping through them!) The mother’s rings stand out in my mind.  (The gold birthstone ones.)  We...

I can hardly remember what life was like before. How did we keep in touch with people? How did we keep track of birthdays? How did we keep up with fashion trends? How did we learn about flash sales...

Tuesday, 4:15 PM: My husband leaves to teach his Intro to Marketing class at the University of Iowa. Thus begins the dreaded Tuesday night. Usually these nights are exceedingly difficult. On some Tuesday nights, our kids need to be driven...

This week we are introducing our new contributors! Earlier this week we introduced you to Mina, Anissa, and Kellie, as well as Sarah, Ashley, and Michele.  Today we'd like you to meet Nikki and Elizabeth! Meet Elizabeth I was born and...

This week we are introducing you to our new contributors. Yesterday you met Mina, Anissa, and Kellie. Today we're introducing you to Sarah, Ashley, and Michele! Meet Sarah Hi! I am Sarah and I am a wife to an amazing husband...

At Iowa City Moms Blog we LOVE our Contributors! We are excited to announce that we have added 8 new writers to our amazing writing team! We want to give you a chance to get to know them, so we will be introducing you to them...

Last spring, I traveled for a week in Vietnam with my young family.  Around four o’clock in the afternoon, the intense equatorial heat finally loosened its grip over Ho Chi Minh City.  We threaded our way through the congested...

Everywhere I look I see posts about the Terrible Twos or the dreaded Threenager. But not too many have ventured to discuss the Not-So-Wonderful Ones. If you have a child who is in the 14-23 month range, then you...

Last month, I was on the phone with my mom and I was telling her that I didn’t know what was going on with me but I was just so, so tired. While we were chatting, my littlest, who...

When I was in my twenties, I loved noise. When my roommates would leave, I would crank my music and sing at the top of my lungs. I craved activity. Staying home, even on a weeknight, wasn’t acceptable. Back then I...