Hi. I'm Kristen. Not Krissy. Or Kris. There's a difference. After having kids, I left life as a college music professor and became a writer, sex book author, and the current host of Cafemom Studios' show "Coffee Shop Confessions."
When I'm not chasing after my four children or trying to keep track of my commercial pilot and Air Force Reserves officer husband, I can be found at my personal blog Motherhood Uncensored, as well as at Cool Mom Picks and Cool Mom Tech where I'm co-publisher and CEO.
When my first baby was ready for solid foods, I remember obsessing over it like it was some sort of dire situation. I mean, eating is sort of an important thing, but the energy that people put into baby food is a little extreme.
Okay, a lot extreme.
I have tried every single method out there when it comes to feeding babies solids, and I will tell you that I really wish I had calmed down and just done what was easiest for me.
I have a love-hate relationship with HBO's Girls. I loved the first season, sort of hated the second, and now I'm just not sure how I feel about the third. But I watch it nonetheless.
I don't generally take much away from the episodes, other than feeling glad I'm not a 20-something anymore. After watching the episode two weeks ago when Hannah spent almost the entire time in a small green string bikini, I sort of had an epiphany about postpartum bodies, even though Lena Dunham has yet to have any babies herself.
I'm not quite sure when I decided my own instincts weren't good enough to protect me. I suppose when you grow up in a household where you need to control your emotions, you learn to do just that so you can survive another day.
Now as an adult, I struggle with knowing whether those twinges, those gut feelings (sometimes literally), are to be acknowledged and listened to, or quashed and excused as defenses.
Well, here's how I finally figured out my instincts are always right.