I have been worrying about the triplets since they were 6-week-old fetuses. I know, everyone worries about their children. It is our job as parents to worry, and often something we cannot even help. Carrying triplets came with an extra chest of worries. When I was eight weeks pregnant, an acquaintance told me not to…
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Two Girls Take On New York
My friend Sarah and I decided a few months ago that we would go on a weekend girls’ trip to Manhattan. We made reservations a month in advance for some of the best restaurants in the city based on recommendations and word of mouth. We bought tickets for the Broadway play Wicked. The rest of…
River Days
If you are longing to feast your eyes on white people drinkin’ some cold Michelob’s from the can, sporting lots of tattoos and a pit bull by their side, look no further than Lotus Park in Coloma. Although that crowd is not my crowd, I reserve my judgement because they provided me the best people…
Bath Bubbles and Bribes
Last night the bubbles got a little out of control at bath time. We have a jetted bathtub and when you turn the jets on, this is what happens. I posted this picture on The Hip Mothership Facebook page last night and my mom asked me where Preston went and if maybe he is…
Life Changes
If you are wondering where the Hip Mothership has been and why I have been so lapse in updating my blog, it is because I have had a life-changing few weeks. 1. The triplets got into California Montessori Project 2. I got a job 3. Preston started Karate 4. The girls started ballet 5. And…
Museum Day
The triplets have been studying dinosaurs at school right now and there is no doubt that the three of them know more about those mighty extinct creatures than I ever have. They know the names of the different kinds of dinosaurs, what they look like and some of their defining qualities. Me, on the other…
MAYHEM
If I have my fingers on the pulse of motherhood, and I like to think I do, I would say that moms are pissed off! I heard the mumblings in the neighborhood and I read some very poignant blogs voicing outrage about a certain subject: out of control holiday celebrations. As far as I know,…
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I have my hands full. How do I know? Because strangers tell me so every day of my life. Hop aboard the Mothership and hear stories of humor, hope, hopelessness and honesty from a mother of triplets and a wild big sister. When my hands aren’t full, you can find me at yoga, enjoying wine with friends, or in front of a good movie. Enjoy the journey!
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