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 and others write 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.

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Going Back to Work (1)

March 5, 2008

I’m going back to work within a month. It’s been ten months. On the last day of work (early June 2007), I was four months pregnant. This April, I will be back at work, with a four-month-old baby. Moments during these blissful days of hanging out with my daughter, I am experiencing anxiety on several levels.

First of all, the babysitter search. So far, only family members took care of the baby, with me as the primary caregiver. I was rarely away from the baby, and during those times she was taken care of by her father or her grandparents. We are now looking for someone to care for our baby for eight hours a day, two days a week, while both parents are away from home.

We will interview candidates, observe how they are with the baby, check their references, try them out, and pay attention to our gut feeling. After going through a rational and reasonable selection process, I know that we will have done our best to ensure a good care for our baby. Surely, many parents develop great relationships with reliable and loving caregivers. Surely, some who are not happy with their babysitters/nannies reach an amicable … Continue reading..

Under the Weather

February 26, 2008

I hate to be a complainer, but here goes anyway. So, please forgive me if I sound like a broken record….but what does it take to keep yourself well as a mom?

I found out yesterday I have strep throat, and this time, I caught it from our nanny. Now, don’t get me wrong. I am grateful to have a nanny, but unfortunately, she isn’t great about taking care of herself, and I’m often walking around the house spraying Lysol. But, this time, it didn’t work, so now I’m on antibiotic, and feeling rotten.

This caps off an already super sickly season at our home, including colds, pink eye and the stomach flu. I can’t even think of the last time we have all been totally well. And, we take vitamins.

Someone said to me that it’s because the weather in NY hasn’t been consistently cold, enabling germs and various viral strains to circulate freely. I, personally, have no clue….but I am tired of being ill….and I’m not a fan of antibiotics. I stocked up on the yogurt, which I was told is advisable to offset the effect of antibiotics. I can’t each much anyway since it’s hard to swallow, … Continue reading..

One Hundred Days

February 25, 2008

It’s been one hundred days (and some) since our daughter was born last November. According to Korean tradition, a baby’s birth is celebrated only after 100 days. Until then, people did not openly celebrate nor even acknowledge the birth, for fear of triggering the jealousy and wrath of a particular goddess in charge of babies. For 100 days, the baby and the mother are confined indoors.

Of course, we being westernized and all, took the baby out to the public after 6 weeks with an okay from her pediatrician and an okay from my OB. Where did we go? To K-Town, of course. Complete strangers (almost always older Korean women) ooh’ed and aah’ed at our baby, while not hesitating to opine:
“What a cute baby!!”
“Thank you.”
“How old?”
“Six weeks.” Or “Two months.” Or “Two-and-a-half months.”
“You mean the baby is not yet 100 days?”
This was then followed by a quick, closing remark such as “I guess times are different.” “What has the world come to?” “You must be very healthy, like an American woman.”

Last weekend was sweet. During our weekly K-Town trip, I had several chances to reply with my head up high, “She passed her … Continue reading..

Loveseat Blues

February 19, 2008

It was the first piece of furniture my husband and I ever bought together—a loveseat and matching sofa pullout bed. Made of heavy burlap sack material, in thick striped beige and navy blue design with detachable back cushions (that I later would hate picking up off the floor incessantly), over sized armrests, the seat cushion accommodated my 6’ 1” husband’s leg span comfortably.

Tom and I had been together two years—one dating and one engaged and were moving into an apartment in Forest Hills, New York. We were nervous-$1,100 total for the set. Until then, the only other large purchase we had made in the thousands was my engagement ring and deposits for our Long Island wedding.

The salesman at Sofa Bed World in Farmingdale convinced us…“virtually in-destructable, scotchguarded for rugged durability—colors will match anything—throughout life. Your kids will take ‘em to college with them.”

Kids. We grinned sheepishly at each other and plunked down the credit card and went out for celebratory ice cream, marveling at how compatible our taste in furniture or, now looking back, lack thereof was.

The delivery guys came to our Forest Hills apartment and we prayed as they shoved the sofa bed into the … Continue reading..

The Half Day Deal

February 6, 2008

I ask you….what is the deal with a half day in kindergarten?

Seth starts this coming fall, and he will have either two or three days when he only goes for three hours. He is in pre-K now, and goes for five hours.

We are not happy about this.

He will be going to a different school, come fall, and unless we want to send him to a private school, this is the way it will be.

He’s been in nursery and now pre-K from 9AM – 2PM since he turned 3.5, and it’s been really good for him. He’s learning, socializing, growing, etc….in ways that I have to imagine he wouldn’t were he home during those hours. Although, when I was a kid, I didn’t go to nursery school, and I turned out “ok” (I think). So, no doubt, there are different schools of thought.

But to go from more to less doesn’t make a lot of sense to me. And, this isn’t true of all school districts. We live in Great Neck, NY, and it’s the case here.

So, now we’re trying to figure out what to do with Seth when he gets home early those days. We … Continue reading..

A Family That Poops Together

February 4, 2008

I am so thrilled and proud to annnouce…and just in the knick of time….Seth is now regularly pooping in the potty. And, not a moment too soon!!

This past week, we have all taken turns running to our respective bathrooms. Luckily, we have two, and Marc isn’t home during the day.

We got hit with the most nasty stomach virus. You’ve probably either heard of it, or experienced it by now. It’s taking families by storm, and hits you like a ton of bricks if you get it.

I was actually laid up in bed one day last week and wound up cancelling a gym apppointment, which I hate to do. I must admit, this is one way to start a diet, since you can barely eat. But, who wants to be sick to lose weight.

Tonight we ventured out to the diner, thinking we were all relatively on the mend. If we ate lightly, we’d be okay, we presumed. Well, it hit me like a tons of bricks yet again, once we got home.

Thankfully, we have plenty of saltines, ginger ale and Gatorade in the house, from last week, so we’re well stocked. But, when is this going … Continue reading..

GUEST BLOG: A Grandmother’s Perspective

February 4, 2008

THIS IS A SPECIAL GUEST BLOG BY A GRANDMOM, Rochelle Jewel Shapiro, author, “Miriam the Medium” (Simon & Schuster). Your comments to this blog are welcome, and may be posted below.

As hard as it is for a woman to admit she’s growing older, it seems even harder for a daughter to admit her mother is getting on in years. Last week, I took the train upstate to my daughter’s at a time of revolution. Her daughter, who had thought kindly of her baby brother when he was sedately swaddled, suddenly was faced with a sibling who crawled at top speed, knocking over her blocks, sticking her doll house figurines in his mouth. She now wanted to (and almost did) ring his neck. My daughter, holding her daughter back, called out “Get him, Mom,” as her son scooted under a computer table to yank the wires, as if I am still the young woman once again who could scoop up her ashy little brother from the fireplace. I did get him. I did everything that was needed and came home with vivid memories of snuggling my granddaughter, seeing my grandson’s gummy smile as I tickled his belly. But, although I … Continue reading..

The Tooth Fairy’s getting older!

February 1, 2008

My little one Melanie lost her first tooth the other day. It was a monumental right-of-passage moment in our family being that she is the youngest and last to go through everything. First there was crying because now she’d look different which then gave way to sheer excitement about the Tooth Fairy. We discussed the benevolence of said Fairy, how she gets in the house and if she had red or blonde hair. Was she in fact the same Tooth Fairy mommy and daddy had as kids? I told Melanie about the day when she was six months old and we discovered that tooth newly broken through her swollen gums.

Kelly, older and wiser at eight, reminded Melanie that she was lucky because it was Tuesday and the Tooth Fairy doesn’t come on Sundays or Mondays. Apparently I had missed one or two teeth-retrieving nights along the way and we gave poor Kelly a lame excuse that those were the Fairy’s nights off.

Melanie and I wrote a note on pretty paper, carefully put the tiny root-less baby tooth in a Ziplock bag and tucked it under her pillow. After a very hectic day and a glass of wine with … Continue reading..