Meredith Gordon

Meredith Gordon
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Meredith Gordon is a stay at home mother of two from Shelburne, Vermont. When not making huge mistakes in parenting and marriage, you can find her around Burlington performing stand-up and doing random weirdness on her Instagram @imakeyourparentinglookgood. She is beyond overjoyed to be a writer in the company of such amazing women.
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Forget French Classes, Cultivate Your Kid’s Sense of Humor Instead

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You might not read this in any parenting book, but if I were to write one (God help anyone who would pay money for that) I would start with a chapter about humor. I...

Boy Scouts and Human Rights: Teaching Kids to Take a Stand

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After my son saw the local Boy Scouts selling Christmas trees in the town square last year, that was it, he insisted on joining the local troop. He asked how old he had to be...

Parenting Guilt Confession: I Used a Cake Mix for My Son’s Birthday Cake

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It’s true! You read the title of this blog correctly! I, Meredith Gordon, used a boxed cake mix for my son’s birthday cupcakes and do you want to know something else? I used canned...

Will My Social Anxiety Affect My Kids’ Ability to Socialize Later on in Life?

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There’s a huge pressure in my chest, my hands are getting sweaty, and my mind is spinning. It might sound like I’m about to face hundreds of reporters at a press conference or about...
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Books Parents Hate: In Defense of Captain Underpants and Others

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Many books have been controversial over the years and some have even been banned from libraries. Such classics as The Great Gatsby, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and To Kill a Mockingbird were prohibited because...
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“Fun Mom”: For Some Moms, There’s A Lot Hiding Behind the Jokes

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The other week I read an incredible blog post from a parent who was outing herself as a “not fun mom.” It was honest, real and thought-provoking, especially to someone like me. I am someone...

I’m an Emotional Doormat, but that Doesn’t Mean My Kids Need to Be Too

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I am an emotional doormat and the worst part of it is, I’m struggling not to hand this obvious bad habit down to my children. How did I realize I was handing being an...
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The Book Fair: Let’s End Commercialism and Focus on the Joy of Reading

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My six-year-old son was in uncontrollable tears and it was only 7:00 AM. Our mornings don’t usually start like this, especially the morning before our family heads to the annual school book fair. But...
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Renting, There’s No Shame in It: The Personal Path of Homeowership

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Currently, my husband of 13 years and I are on the precipice of something we haven’t had any interest in until now. Homeownership. We have two children, one six and one nearly four. We...
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The Bedtime Routine. Does a Perfect Version Even Exist?

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Does the perfect bedtime routine even exist? As the years go by, I’m beginning to believe a perfect bedtime routine must be some magical creature like Loch Ness or Champ, something that we’ve heard...

How Stand Up Comedy Saved My Life: Coming Back to Me

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Near the beginning of this year, I found myself in tears. My son lost a toy I spent all day making him out of toilet paper rolls, yes, toilet paper rolls, and didn’t care...
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Evolving Past the Mommy Wars: How I’m Becoming my Truer Parenting Self

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The mommy wars. For so long, I deeply engaged in them. They made me think I was a better mother and sent me into deep depression at the same time because I could never...
Being married isn't always bliss, but it can be honest.

Married with Children: If We Get Divorced, I’ll Have to Kill You

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Before my husband and I married, I remember caring if my hair was parted the right way, if my teeth were white enough, and if I made witty enough banter to keep him interested...
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Pink is Just a Color… Or Is It? The Gender of Colors

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It’s freezing outside, but if I stay inside any longer with my two kids, there are going to be bloody fingernail marks on the walls… from all three of us. I start the Michelin...