Abigail Green

I can remember one specific day in particular when I was struck with that dreaded disease that plagues so many parents: mom guilt. It was a Saturday. My 18-month-old son had been awake, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, since 6:30 a.m. Since we were up and in dire need of caffeine, my husband and I decided to... read more

I don’t know if I’m on a spring cleaning kick or what, but getting organized has been on my mind lately. Ever since I wrote some articles years ago on feng shui -- the Chinese art of creating a harmonious environment -- I’ve noticed that I feel happier and more peaceful in attractive, orderly surroundings.... read more

Gwen Stefani’s kids are giving me a complex. Every time I see pics of the celeb’s young sons, Kingston and Zuma -- who are close in age to my two boys -- they are dressed in cool, funky outfits, much like their fashionable rocker mom. Say, a sweater vest and tiny biker boots, or skinny... read more

When my first child was a baby, before I started working again, my husband and I had the co-parenting thing down pretty well -- at least on Monday. By Friday, though, it was a different story. My weeks tended to go something like this: MONDAY: Baby wakes up, Dad gets him, changes him,... read more

This is kind of embarrassing to admit, but when my first son was a newborn, I entered him in some baby modeling contests. This is even more embarrassing because I came across the photos recently. I was shocked. Not because my baby is now in first grade. (How did THAT happen?!) Not at how tiny... read more

You know what never gets old? Being accosted by a complete stranger in the grocery store as you’re trying to wheel your cart down the international foods aisle without the baby grabbing and smashing an expensive jar of kalamata olives on the floor. “Ohhhh, just look at that little face!” these people squeal.... read more

Early morning on a school day. Standing outside in my sweats and slippers with my 3-year-old while my newborn finally – FINALLY – slept peacefully inside. Delirious from sleep deprivation and paralyzed with indecision. I needed my son to go to preschool so that I could get a few hours of precious sleep. But I... read more

My kids love black olives, mustard, and lemons. Weird, right? Not to me. See, I always suspected this may have something to do with the salty, sour, and spicy foods I craved while I was pregnant with each of them. But I’d never heard of any science to back that up – until... read more

Motherhood. It's the most amazing, most confusing journey of your life. But it also comes with its fair share of ironies. Like, oh, baby is finally sleeping through the night, but it's in your bed. Or the fact that you just bought baby a whole new slew of pacifiers, but baby now hates his paci. Oh... read more

I remember it like it was yesterday: the time my husband and I decided to take our newborn son to church and left the diaper bag in the car. “It’s only a hour,” we thought naively. “What could we possibly need in such a short time?” Answer: A LOT. Like a new diaper, a few... read more