Blog for Moms Over 35


Our group for older moms over 35 parenting later in life blog features moms and experts sharing.  We share about living life fully over age 35, and write not just about parenting experiences, but life, growth, aging, etc.

Given Robin’s personal passion for sharing cool finds, travel destinations, unique attractions and theatre going, she writes periodic reviews of products, services, trips, Broadway and Off Broadway shows and other forms of entertainment, attractions and leisure pursuits….whether for kids, moms or couples.

If you’d like to submit a topic, product, destination, event, show or attraction for consideration, write robin@motherhoodlater.com.  Happy to hear from you!

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The DiMenna Children’s History Museum by Andrea Santo Felcone


Wednesday
December 13, 2017

Saturday, December 9th, 2017, was a day of firsts. The first snowfall of the season—beautiful. The first time our family visited the DiMenna Children’s History Museum at The New-York Historical Society in New York City—also beautiful. And, our first brush with “SantaCon.” “SantaCon” is not a convention of mall “Santas” meeting to exchange tips, but an annual pub crawl of boisterous folks dressed in Santa suits. (Not really the setting for the wholesome family trip I’d planned.) We had counted 27 and a ¼ “Santas” (the “quarter” as my youngest son was wearing a Santa hat) by the time we arrived at our destination. Thankfully, the New-York Historical Society, elegant against a backdrop of gorgeous brownstones, was full of holiday cheer–minus the crazed revelers.

As we approached the New-York Historical Society entrance, I was reminded once again of just how stunning New York City can be, as this gem of a museum is located at 170 Central Park West at 77th Street. Upon entering, we were drawn to the Holiday Express exhibit, featuring hundreds of toy trains, figurines, and miniature models from the renowned Jerni Collection. The experience is immersive—trains travel on tracks near the ceiling above … Continue reading..



20th CENTURY BLUES: Show Review by Robin Gorman Newman


Monday
December 4, 2017

 

(photo credit: Carol Rosegg)

Danny (Polly Draper) is an accomplished, fit and stylish photographer who has been chronicling the lives of her three BFFs over the decades, and now wants to bare all, so to speak, in a prestigious public exhibition of her work at The Museum of Modern Art. She is also an adoptive mom, coping with her own senior moms beginning dementia, so her plate is full.  But, there is strength and fierceness in women power, and Danny’s supportive postmenopausal crew are gathered in her NYC apartment, as they have for the past 40 years, for yet another photo opp over a secret recipe french toast.

This visit, however, takes on a different tone. When Danny asks each to sign a waiver agreeing to the use of their photos she has shot to date, it conjures up a host of raw feelings, running the gamut from warm ‘n reminiscent to shock and discomfort.

Divorcee Sil (Ellen Parker) balks the loudest, as she carefully engineers her image (which she aims to potentially reinvigorate via plastic surgery) as a hard-working real estate broker competing with younger reps in a cutthroat professional arena.

Rounding out the 60-something foursome are Mac … Continue reading..



Random thoughts I’ve had but just couldn’t turn it into a blogpost. Until now. by Pamela


Tuesday
November 28, 2017

I’m always wanting to post. I come onto the site, and I troll around, reading Andrea Felcone…, checking out the guest blogger…, taking in Robin’s show-going and galavanting : ) …and I think to myself… I don’t really have anything to say. I have to be careful with that, though, because I recall how I unceremoniously left my career as a screenwriter after seeing The Matrix (the 1st one) and walking away from that viewing thinking I don’t have anything to say that is as compelling and creative as what the Wachowski brothers (fun fact: now brother and “sister”) said — not to mention the Way they said it.

Having “nothing to say” is no reason to not write, however.  And not being able to scrape together a cohesive post with clearly defined opening, meat, and conclusion is no reason to, either.  I can just bullet-and-blurb my way through some of the random topics my thoughts land on and flit away from every day.

Like so (as my grandmother used to say).

Bullet: How I know my meditation practice is actually working

Blurb: I used to think that if you don’t sit through the entire length of the meditation session … Continue reading..



How One Mom Stopped People-Pleasing and Got Her Life Back by Susan Newman, PhD


Monday
November 27, 2017

My favorite day of the year is the day we switch from Daylight Savings Time to Standard Time. The clock goes back, giving me a precious extra hour. I always seem to need more time.

As an older mother, I had more obligations and more job responsibility as many women do who juggle raising children, caring for older parents and managing the routine day-to-day tasks. It can feel as if everyone wants or needs you for some reason or another. I don’t recall being in such demand in my 20s.

One of the traps is, like most of us, I think I can do more than I can. This often leads to helping others solve their problems on top of my own. I don’t want to disappoint my children, wanted to meet my parents’ needs as they aged, give a top performance at work, and be available for the committee or organization asking for assistance. I agreed to whatever was asked of me; I didn’t want others to think I was selfish and uncaring—something that rarely happens when you turn someone down. But, there are only a certain number of hours in a day, and something had to give.

I … Continue reading..



A Thanksgiving Cautionary Tale by Andrea Santo Felcone


Wednesday
November 22, 2017

I’m really hoping history is not about to repeat itself. But, I’m going to buy a couple extra sticks of butter—the fanciest kind I can find, as a safeguard. After all, if history does repeat itself, today’s the day it’s going to happen.Butter

You see, many years ago (it doesn’t matter exactly how many to keep this story interesting), I was a second grader. (Or third?) I don’t really remember which grade it was, but let’s just make it second (since I have a second grader now). (Symmetry is nice in a story.) Anyway, I was a second grader, and I guess you could say I had a slight overachiever problem. Well, it didn’t seem like a problem at the time, as all my elementary school girlfriends were also ridiculous overachievers. It was right about this time of year, right before Thanksgiving. And someone, one of the second grade teachers in my school, I guess, decided it would be a great idea if we recreated the “Thanksgiving Feast of our Forefathers” and we replicated some of the food the Pilgrims ate. And wouldn’t it be a “kick” if the second graders themselves made these foods?

So, this teacher, or maybe … Continue reading..



(Poem) Being Pregnant With My Last Child She Was Number Three by D.K. Milgrim-Heath @2017


Sunday
November 19, 2017


Being pregnant with my last child she was number three-
Actually two months shy of me turning age forty! 

It was fun being pregnant at my older age being closer by the week!

Eating falafel 5x weekly was my pregnancy craving happily I did seek!

 Being an older parent is wonderful as one’s really more aware.

By one’s wisdom of greater experiences is easier to share.

Most little things don’t bother really you nearly as well- 

As your gratitude sense being a “later” mom’s emotionally swell. 

It doesn’t matter whether you adopt or to your child gave birth-

Being that proud older age Mom is surely your greatest treasure on earth.

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Guest Post: Mindful Parenting In a Messy World by Michelle Gale, author, Mindful Parenting in a Messy World


Tuesday
November 14, 2017

Let’s face it: life is messy. And when you add parenting to the mix, you discover levels of messy you never even knew existed, both literally and metaphorically. How can we parents keep our sanity amidst such chaos? Here are a few ideas.

Our Children As Our Teachers

Whenever our children trigger our anxiety, they actually do us a favor. No, really — stay with me here. They may send us into orbit from time to time, but their tormenting of us is precisely what we need. When I allow myself to learn from my children, they generously guide me towards emotional growth. As I face up to my immature outbursts, my inclination to be a neat freak, or my insistence on not being a second late, by calming myself instead of exploding — addressing my children patiently and kindly rather than as a maniac on a mission to get something done — I grow in ways I never could have imagined before becoming a mother.

The key for me was to learn to stop myself as I’m about to react, tune into what’s really driving the emotion I’m experiencing, and settle myself down. It’s so clear to me that … Continue reading..



Treat Yourself to Roald Dahl’s WILLY WONKA: Show Review by Jamie Levine


Sunday
November 12, 2017

My daughter and I traveled to Bellmore, not Broadway, to see this local Long Island production of Roald Dahl’s timeless story of a magical chocolate factory, and it proved just as deliciously satisfying. This musical was brought to life by Plaza Theatrical Productions, Long Island’s largest touring theatre company, which has been entertaining families for over 30 years.

Featuring simple sets and a small cast of talented adults (each of whom took on a myriad of roles), along with one child actor (who played Charlie Bucket, of course), this production employed descriptive narratives and catchy songs (some from the 1971 film starring Gene Wilder as well as new ones by Leslie Bricusse (Jekyll & Hyde, Doctor Dolittle) and Anthony Newley) to successfully transport the audience on a sweet, enchanting adventure.

My daughter praised the talents of the boy who played Charlie, while I was enamored with the performer who played the enigmatic candy maker, Willy Wonka, in a more likeable manner than the movie version (as well as with a more appealing voice—showcased in “The Candy Man,” and other tunes). And each of the four adults who played the bratty golden-ticket winning children—Augustus Gloop, Violet, Veruca, and Mike … Continue reading..