Have I never ever seen, a mom, a wife who was so keen…. Who worked so hard she blew her spleen… to make all moms feel like a queen.
The past few months have been interesting, to say the least. To watch, mostly from the sidelines, as my wife, Alana, founder of MomsTO, sets out to try and make a most memorable event for moms that anyone has ever seen.
It’s not to say that there have not been bigger — there have been many that are oodles bigger. Nor more lavish — the Atleier conference did that for Women just this past year. But to design, build and launch an event that tries to get 90% of every dimension is a serious challenge. And not without some roadblocks, bumps, and even a crash along the way.
The idea of “giving moms a great day” is everything that this show has come to be. Her non-stop calling, selling, convincing, espousing, bugging, and downright determination to make this show everything missing from every other show has been a joy...
“I’m not dieting,” I said, “I’m just eating slow carb, TOTALLY different”
I was smug about my problem dieting trends.
I wasn’t dieting–I was just eating BETTER.
Except that was bullshit.
I was heading into 6th attempt at Tim Ferris’s diet book 4-Hour Body. I got married and it worked like a champ to have the baning dress-ready body on my wedding day
But here we were two years later, 1 less white dress and I found myself giving fewer and fewer shits about dieting. It was hard to find motivation. So in between slow-carb attempts, I was annihilating pizzas, subway, and any other thing I could get my hands on—and not in a healthy way. Like entire pizzas, multiple subs and lots of late night chips.
Then came the self-loathing.
Every time I hit the scale I felt guilt, shame, and resentment towards my body for not doing what I wanted it to. I was sick of failing after years of non-stop dieting (I starting watching what I ate...
"The one who plans, who notices, who anticipates, who researches, who worries. This is often referred to as “the mental load.” “The mental load” is not just one job though: it is pervasive. It applies to nearly all aspects of raising kids and managing a household." Huffpost.com
It turned up. again.
I can't believe how much of the daily grind falls onto us.
Remembering doctor’s appointments.
Tossing out old toys.
Buying (finds on the side of the street) new toys.
Picking up the next size of clothing.
Preparing kid’s food.
Organizing date nights.
Brushing their teeth.
Marie Kondo-ing the house.
Booking birthday parties.
Registering for aftercare.
Registering for anything!
When was the last time we had sex? “Hey Google, schedule sex!”
Call the babysitter.
Make a reservation.
Put on the "good" bra.
Sweeps the floor for the millionth time today.
Clears the sink... Again.