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!

Click to determine which type of writing opportunity is best for you.

The Baby Onesie That Defied Extinction by Andrea Santo Felcone


Thursday
February 15, 2018

This is one of those “don’t judge” kind of stories. A few weeks ago, I was having coffee with a friend, when she casually rooted through her bag and pulled out a baby onesie. Not just any baby onesie, but a dinosaur-patterned baby onesie, that my firstborn used to wear when he was an infant. He is now 14 years old! By my careful estimation, she has had that dinosaur onesie in her possession for 13 ½ years! (Generally, I only save “exclamation marks” for PTA emails where I try to look more energetic than I am, but here it seems fitting.)

baby clothes on clothes lineNow, don’t let those “exclamation marks” fool you—they are there to demonstrate the somewhat shocking nature of what transpired, not to incite judgment. I don’t judge my friend for the oversight. Things can go astray. She’s the mother of four, so she has every right to stick her hand in her bag and pull out any number of things, i.e. wax lips, half-eaten lollipops, deflated rubber balls, prayer shawls–without one word from me. Did I mention she also has a husband, and a menagerie of pets (it’s like a farm–almost)? Anyway, she has a lot of living things … Continue reading..



Getting Cozy with My New “Husband” in Bed by Robin Gorman Newman


Thursday
February 15, 2018

It’s been some frigid cold weather here in NY…..and I’ve found myself yearning to curl up and relax come the weekend, while reading in bed and watching tv…and even working on my laptop.

I was diagnosed with sleep apnea around three years ago, and since then, I’ve found I’ve had to work on reframing my attitude toward my bed.  What used to represent my sanctuary, in a sense, has taken on more of a battleground vibe for me, as I struggle and adjust to sleep with a cpap mask.  Some nights I get through with less effort than others…and other nights feel simply painstaking….but I tough it out for my health for the long run.

In my childhood and teenage years, I had a backrest in my bedroom, which later found it’s way to my college dorm room at Hofstra University.

I can picture it to this day…it was light pink corduroy….which lost its firmness over time, and some of the stuffing started to emerge from a busted seam….but it holds a lot of memories.

Back in the day they called them “husbands.”  I never understood why and still don’t.

Recently, I posted on social media about being in the … Continue reading..



Have Dating Apps Killed Romance? by Robin Gorman Newman


Wednesday
February 14, 2018

As a multi-tasking mom and entrepreneur, I wear several hats.  One of them is as a Love Coach for singles.

Thinking back to my single days….I remember how challenging it felt to be out there navigating the socializing waters in NYC (mostly).  Not only was it time consuming to go out, but figuring out where to go was one more thing to do.

All that research and longing for a primary source of information led me to put my writing ability to the test….for both personal gain…and to endeavor to help others.

I am the author of two dating books, How to Meet a Mensch in New York and How to Marry a Mensch.   Mensch, for those who might not know, means decent, responsible person.  The origins are Yiddish, but it’s become quite mainstream.  And, in the dating arena, it doesn’t get any better than finding your Mr. or Ms. Right Mensch.  (Stay tuned for the upcoming Off Broadway musical inspired by the books.)

After doing many speaking engagements and special appearances, a single friend suggested I offer personal advice….because no two people are the same, nor do they have the same needs or challenges.  She was so right….and … Continue reading..



Love is in the Air, Can you Feel It? by Wendy Sue Noah


Tuesday
February 13, 2018

Happy Valentines Day! If you have a partner or a spouse, then it is a wonderful time for you to celebrate and honor your intimate connection and love. A toast for you two!

If you don’t have a significant other to celebrate with, you may feel kind of lonely on a celebratory day for lovers? OK, I hear you. Let’s discuss further…

I’m going to start with a profound quote which I find truth, from a book I highly recommend:

“Paradoxically, the ability to be alone is the condition for the ability to love.”
― Erich FrommThe Art of Loving

We are taught to believe that we are not complete in and of ourselves, without a partner by our side. Truth behold, we are not complete without being able to love ourselves, really, truly and not just in theory. When we love who we are, from the inside out, our gifts and our imperfections, when we can truly be OK with ourselves that is when we are ready for an authentic partnership!

I’ve actually got some professional experience to back this up, as well as personal. My most exhilarating career choice was to be a part of the … Continue reading..



The Chekhov Dreams: Theatre Review by Sarah Moss


Monday
February 12, 2018

The invigorating portrait of love, loss and newfound life and love is currently playing at the Beckett Theatre.

John McKinney’s dark, romantic comedy The Chekhov Dreams will fulfill all those theatregoers who enjoy Chekhov or yearn for a classic Greek Tragedy. All that may be required is a certain knowledge of literature in order to fully partake in the irony and robust humor of this play. “It is life itself onstage,” just like Koni wrote to Chekhov of his play The Seagull, “with all its tragic alliances, eloquent thoughtlessness and silent sufferings — the sort of everyday life that is accessible to everyone and understood in its cruel internal irony by almost no one.”  McKinney brilliantly created a modern twist on Chekov’s The Seagull and Hans Christian Andersen’s The Snow Queen, with a plethora of references to other well-known literature.

One performance that stands out is the portrayal of Eddie by Christian Ryan, a politically incorrect, every vice known kind of guy.  Yet, it was exactly this abundance of flaws and raw human emotion that made the audience roar with laughter, allowing for a needed break from the sometimes too dark undertones of suicide and death that are a steady … Continue reading..



From Boardroom to Baby by Kristin M. Helms (Book Excerpt)


Friday
February 2, 2018

Reprinted with permission from Red Wheel/Weiser, LLC, FROM BOARDOOM TO BABY: A Roadmap for Career Women Transitioning to Stay-at-Home Moms by Kristin M. Helms.

 

Chapter 5

Molding the Mundanity and Chaos into Lessons, Love, Life

“Be careful honey, this is really hot,” my voice teetered on-edge and it was only 8:15 a.m. My 2-year-old daughter clung to my side like a monkey, insisting on helping scramble the eggs while my 10-month-old son tried to climb up my leg with his sharp little nails digging into my calves, a painful reminder that I needed to cut those little dinosaur claws. All I wanted was five minutes and two free hands so I could put breakfast on the table.

“Bye guys, have a good day,” my husband said as he kissed us and headed out the door to work.

After struggling to get my son in his high chair, my daughter in her booster seat, and breakfast in front of them, my phone dinged with a new text message. It was from my husband, a photo he had taken of us on his way out the door—during our egg-scrambling fiasco and what I had mentally chalked up as a chaotic morning … Continue reading..



Flirting with God by Pamela Francis


Tuesday
January 30, 2018

A light, unexpected rain

(who am I kidding, it wasn’t unexpected. I’ve been a student of astrology for 40 years and I know what moon in Taurus plus Jupiter in Scorpio divided by sun in Aquarius equals)

fell in Los Angeles and the blue sky filled up with fluffy, white cloud formations that came together and breezed away creating all kinds of shapes and peep-holes around the ever present California sun.

As I climbed the stairs at the school where I teach,

(hands full of lunch salad, bottled water, left over sushi circles from this morning’s I-can’t-wait-til-lunch-I-want-to-eat-this-now binge-fest, and treats for my high performers in 5th grade math),

I dared to look up

(instead of at my feet to make sure I made it up those stairs)

at the sky overhead

(delightfully, our school is outdoors, as are most in Cali),

and there the sky winked at me through a diamond-shaped eye of sun and cloud.

I blushed

(as though that fine, gray-bearded gentleman who owns the Italian restaurant across the street from my house had just told me I looked beautiful today again),

and looked away, making eye contact with the top of the stairs.  This was … Continue reading..



Guest Post: Letter from a Good Enough Daughter by Sandra Butler, co-author with Nan Gefen, It Never Ends: Mothering Middle-Aged Daughters


Monday
January 29, 2018

Dear Ma,

I miss you. There are so many things I want to tell you, so many conversations I didn’t know enough to have when you were still here. Sometimes I’ll put a picture of you on the side table and talk to you in my mind about what your granddaughters are doing in their lives, lives you never would have imagined for them. The one you feared would never be successful and able to make a living is thriving in work she loves. The other with a formal degree guaranteeing success has left the field she was trained for and moved into a more financially precarious world of caring for others. They live near one another now and after some awkward adjustments (you know how different they are!) have settled into a self-aware and accepting sisterhood. Neither of us ever would have imagined how their lives and their relationship have unfolded. All your fears were the wrong ones. Many of mine were too.

There’s a framed series of pictures of us dancing at your granddaughters wedding. We look so delighted with one another as we execute an enthusiastic jitterbug. She’s divorced now and remarried to a much better man. … Continue reading..