Gretchen

November 2, 2008

  • I landed on the Bad Mom space

    By Gretchen
    My children do not know how to play Monopoly.
    I never thought of this as a mothering failure until yesterday. (…)

September 28, 2008

  • He's No Babysitter, He's Their Father

    By Gretchen
    My husband travels for work occasionally. Usually, these trips take him 2,000 miles away from home, for about a week. He attends meetings, training sessions, and social gatherings. (…)

August 24, 2008

  • Smoke Gets In Your Social-Pariah Eyes

    By Gretchen
    Smokers are an ash-flick away from serial killers.
    When friends, aquaintances, and readers find out I am an ex-smoker, they usually say things like, "But you are so nice!" Yes. (…)

July 20, 2008

  • Nothing Good Happens After Midnight

    By Gretchen
    "Mom? Mom?"
    A twelve-year-old boy gently shook his sleeping mother's shoulder.
    After twisting in the sheets and mumbling protests, she turned to look at the bedside clock. (…)