Author Archives: Rebecca Eckler

It’s My Kid And I’ll Brag If I Want To

It's My Kid And I'll Brag If I Want To

Recently, on my FB page, I started, “Mommy Brag Mondays!” Why? Because I have a lot to brag about when it comes to my children. I don’t just want to share it with their fathers, my parents, or friends. I want the fucking world (or my 3000 followers) to know how fabulous my children are, whether they care or not. What can I say? I cooked some pretty awesome children. More »

My Fiancé And I Have Totally Different Parenting Styles And We Probably Should Have Discussed This

My Fiancé And I Have Totally Different Parenting Styles And We Probably Should Have Discussed This

I’ve come to realize – a little too late – what a couple SHOULD talk about before having a baby is not how you don’t like the name Kelly, because that was the name of the girl who bullied you throughout school, but about PARENTING STYLES.

Oops! It turns out that my fiancé and I have somewhat different parenting styles, which I really only realized in the last few weeks. Our son is 21 months old. More »

My Daughter Saying She’s Fat is Way More Disturbing Than Her Saying The Other ‘F’ Word

My Daughter Saying She's Fat is Way More Disturbing Than Her Saying The Other 'F' Word

My daughter is so skinny that she has been stopped a handful of times to be asked to be a model in runway children shows. Each time, I’ve said ‘no,’ because I believe she is too young to be directed into the modeling world, where she’d probably end up eating cotton balls for meals.

If she does one day, when she’s 18, wants to be a model, fine. But not now. Not when she’s ten. More »

The Little Dude I Gave Birth To Looks Nothing Like Me

The Little Dude I Gave Birth To Looks Nothing Like Me

So I have one child who looks exactly like me and one son who looks nothing like me (or my daughter.) On the positive side, when I look at Holt, I see only his father, and that warms my heart. But on the negative, Holt made me gain almost 70 pounds and I had to have my stomach cut open because of him. Shouldn’t I at least get a baby after all that who shares some feature – anything – of mine? More »

With A House-full Of Women, No Wonder My Fiancé Is Totally Emasculated

With A House-full Of Women, No Wonder My Fiancé Is Totally Emasculated

I have three girls who love shopping at Victoria’s Secret, while my poor fiancé has to sit around and wait for us to try on bra after bra. When we want to get our nails done, he, too, has to sit around and wait. It’s not because we need him there. And it’s not because he enjoys watching us discuss polish colors. He just likes to spend time together with his family.

We’re a really open family, so it was no surprise when my stepdaughter came home and said grumpily, “I got my period.” I responded back grumpily, “So did I! We’re on the same cycle!” and then we high-fived each other and popped some Advil’s together. There’s nothing like bonding with your stepdaughter having the same menstrual cycle. Soon enough, there will be five of us on the same cycle. More »

I Refuse To Fly With My Entire Family At The Same Time

I Refuse To Fly With My Entire Family At The Same Time

I never fly with my entire family at the same time. I learned this from my ex’s fiancé’s parents, years ago, before I became a mother. His parents will never fly on the same plane with their only child, even now. And he’s 48. Why? Because if, god forbid, and sorry to be so morbid, but if something went wrong (you can imagine all the scenarios) then at least their only son, who they love like no other, would still be alive. More »