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.

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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Baby Steps – by Robin


Friday
August 7, 2009

I can’t believe I’m saying this…..but we’re actually coming down the home stretch with the basement construction. That’s not to say we’re done by any means. I’m in the throes of interviewing painters to get estimates, and dealing with carpet guys, deliveries, and of course the ongoing mess in the house. We’re a very long way from having a sense of organization, but it’s a work in progress.

Toys strewn all over. Boxes upon boxes in the garage. Furniture out of place. You name it. But, we keep plugging away and remain focused on the ultimate goal and all the good that will come with it.

It’s hard sometimes to do that though, isn’t it?! (At least that’s true for me.)

This has been a valuable lesson in patience, and taking things step by step, having the faith that it will turn out in the end. And, that sometimes you have to endure a challenging period before you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

And, clearly it’s not just about a basement. It’s about whatever matters most to you in life. I’ve always tried to take the attitude….”Just tell me what I have to do … Continue reading..



Dedication to My Son Turning 6 – by Cara Meyers


Tuesday
August 4, 2009

It all began 6 years ago, on a Tuesday evening at exactly 9:20 pm – according to my watch next to my bedside. I was reading a book, a Harry Potter book in fact, thinking, “It’s okay if I start this book now, I’ll have plenty of time during maternity leave to read the rest of it while the baby sleeps.” Well, my baby had other plans. And Harry’s story was left unread.
I had a relatively uneventful pregnancy. Especially considering that I was an “older” maternity patient at 39 with my first pregnancy. I saw my high risk doctors regularly. I never developed gestational diabetes, which they all thought I was doomed to get. They also thought I was headed for pre-eclampsia (dangerously high blood pressure in a pregnant woman) since my blood pressure was slightly elevated at the start of my pregnancy. Never happened. In fact, about the only significant thing about my pregnancy (except for periodic night legs cramps which make you want to scream bloody murder at the top of your lungs as you massage the cramp out), was that I had real, but random, contractions, starting at 34 weeks gestation. The doctors wanted me to
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INTRODUCING JAMIE LEVINE, NEW MOM BLOGGER FOR MOTHERHOODLATER.COM


Monday
August 3, 2009

A Single Mother by Choice (Sort of…) — by Jamie Levine
I’m a single mother by choice. Though “by choice” isn’t quite an accurate description of my lifestyle. Yes, I chose to have a child on my own. But I didn’t exactly choose to raise a child without a husband by my side. Circumstances steered me that way.

My parents have been married for over 50 years. My dad is a great father, husband, and simply, a mensch: A caring, generous, affectionate, thoughtful guy—the kind of man I’d like to marry. And the type of guy I always pictured fathering my child(ren). However, after years and years (and years!) of serial dating, all I ever seemed to meet was Mr. Wrong: Commitmentphobes whom I tried (unsuccessfully!) to reform, commitment-minded men who bored me to tears, and even men who were good fathers already. (As in…they were finished having children.) I never found my own Mr. Right. So, as I grew older, I decided to take action…and, at the age of 36, I “chose” to begin my path to single-mom-hood. I decided to do things backwards: Become a mom first and a wife second. Since I do still hope to be

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Pool Life Lessons – by Robin Gorman Newman


Friday
July 31, 2009

I’m so proud of Seth.

He passed the deep water swim test at camp this week, and it meant so much to him and all of us. We’re going to go out for a celebratory dinner tonight. He didn’t pass the first time, and I so admire his persistence and desire to make it happen. I don’t think he ever doubted that eventually he would get there. He has the right attitude, and I hope he can ultimately apply it in all areas of his life.

We’ve been spending a lot of time at our local pool, in addition to him swimming at his day camp, and he’s made huge progress. It’s amazing to watch his development. From one day to the next, things he wouldn’t do last week, he’s now doing without fear, projecting total confidence. It’s an inspiration.

I am learning to do laps myself this summer. Working on my breathing now, which has been a challenge. But, I know I’ll get there.

Yesterday in the pool, I was speaking with a veteran swimmer who comes religiously the same time each day to swim for at least half an hour. I watch him with awe and aspire to … Continue reading..



NEW CARA MEYERS, NEW MOM BLOGGER FOR MOTHERHOODLATER.COM


Tuesday
July 28, 2009

When “No” Means “Green Eggs and Ham” – by Cara Meyers

What is it about certain six year old boys needing to “test” their mothers in every possible way imaginable? Lately, my six year old son has his own views about what the word “no” actually means.

Take, for instance, this senerio: My son’s friend had a death in the family this past week, making their usual Thursday afternoon playdate impossible to have.

Me: “Honey, Benjamin’s family is very busy today so we can’t see him this afternoon.”

My Son: “Well, how about later?”
Me: “No, Honey. Benjamin’s family needs to be alone today, so we are not having the playdate.”
My Son: “But Benjamin’s not busy.”
Me: (Getting irritated) “We are still not having the playdate. End of story.”
My Son: “What if you call Benjamin’s Mom?”
Me: “I said, “no!” “I am not calling Benjamin’s Mom”…(“Sam I Am!”), “We’re not having a playdate!”…(“Green Eggs and Ham!)
My Son: “Well, what about 5 o’clock? You can call Benjamin’s Mom then.”
Me: (Now irritated AND getting sarcastic), “What part of the word “no” don’t you understand?”…(“I will not call at 5 o’clock! I will not do it! I just will
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Home Work


Wednesday
July 22, 2009

Felt like a prisoner in my own home yesterday.

The alarm company came, and we’re now back in full working order, but what was supposed to take a few hours, went into the early evening. That, combined with the gloom and rain, made it quite a tedious day. Not that I wanted for things to do…I was busy networking on the phone….had some very interesting chats re: motherhoodlater and my love coaching work….but by the time my son came home from camp, my husband came home from work and dinner time rolled around, I was itching to get out with no place special to go.

No good movies were playing…my husband offered to put my son to bed so I could go out if I wanted.

I didn’t feel like going shopping.

Then what?

Could have hit the gym, but wasn’t feeling it.

I was at a loss. And, I kinda wanted to hang with Seth and play a bit. He’s become very playful these days before bedtime, and it’s been fun.

So, I stayed home, but it was such an isolating day. I guess some days are just like that and we have to be accepting. The daily routine … Continue reading..



Another’s Shoes


Thursday
July 16, 2009

I feel like I have a new lease on domesticity at the moment.

We are construction free today….and looks like tomorrow as well.

As much as we want our long-awaited basement construction project to continue moving along, I am thrilled. Elated, actually…to be getting a temporary respite.

I had no idea what this experience would entail before we broke ground. Kinda reminds me of parenting and having surgery. I found myself likening it to both the other day when venting to a friend.

It’s funny how almost everyone will say things like: It’s just your basement. It’s gonna be so great. At least it’s not an upper floor. Better in summer than winter. Etc.

Their goal is to comfort you, but it doesn’t necessarily work unless they’ve lived it. No matter what they say, until you have the same or at least a very similar experience, you truly don’t know what it’s like to walk in that person’s shoes.

We can anticipate an experience all we like and conjure up images of what we think it will be…or what we hope it will be…but until it’s here, you really don’t know.

I’m not saying that becoming a mom is like … Continue reading..



Show I Recommend — Menopause the Musical


Friday
July 10, 2009


Inspired by a hot flash and a bottle of wine, Menopause The Musical® is playing on Long Island (NY) at Port Washington’s Landmark on Main Street Theatre for a limited engagement now through August 30th. I had the opportunity to take a friend to see it last evening for her birthday, and it was a fun girls night out. In particular, given that she is my long time friend from grade school, it made us all the more aware of the different phases of life we have been through together. Though either of us has yet to hit menopause (I’m in peri), we could relate to the trials ‘n tribulations of the gals in the show.

Written by Jeanie Linders, Menopause The Musical® has become an international phenomenon having been seen by nearly 11 million people all over the world (13 countries and 250 cities!) since it debuted in a 76-seat perfume-shop-turned-theatre in Orlando, Florida in 2001.

Billed as “The Hilarious Celebration of Women and The Change®,” the original, off-Broadway musical begins with four women, “Professional Woman,” “Soap Star,” “Iowa Housewife” and “Earth Mother,” at a Bloomingdale’s lingerie sale with nothing in common but a black lace bra – and … Continue reading..