• Hi, I’m Blair.

    A sweet Southern girl. Married 4+ years to a devilishly handsome man. Harrison est. October 14, 2009. Miscarriage survivor. Reflux warrior. Battling postpartum depression. Working mom that drinks entirely too much caffeine in the morning. Over-sharing extraordinaire. Hates celery & liars. Loves chocolate chip cookies & to-do lists. "Blair" is my pen name.
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    My Little Buffalo

My kid likes me better than you.

I loved the beach.  I loved the ocean & the sunshine & the sand.  I loved watching movies with my older brother & laughing at the same lines.  I loved making pancakes with The Momma.  I loved reading on the porch swing, curling up in bed for a nap with Nate, & that fabulous drowsy [...]

UNCLE, or more appropriately titled, What Real Estate Has Taught Me.

About two months ago, we decided to try our luck at this dismal economy & put our house on the market.  No real pressure, but just to see if it would sell so that we could move in closer to our jobs & therefore steal back another hour & a half out of our day [...]

Working Mom Series: Clothing, Part I

Remember after Christmas when I asked y’all for fashion tips?  I was 35 lbs heavier, 3 months postpartum, & about to head back to work.  & I hadn’t discovered shapewear yet (more on that later).  I can’t lie – it was rough.  Some people were brutal, although I know they meant it with the best [...]

A day in the life.

To give hope to those new working moms – when I wrote this, I was only a few days into it & SO OVERWHELMED.  I thought we would NEVER survive that grueling schedule.  When people told me it would get better, I didn’t believe them.  So let me eat my words, be cliche, & tell [...]

TheBump.com & ForbesWoman.com team up. & I tag along for the ride.

About a month ago (I think, I’m really not good at keeping track of time!), I participated in a survey facilitated by TheBump.com and ForbesWoman.com regarding the working mother.  Appropriate, right?  & then earlier this week, Jacalyn from The Bump contacted me about the survey, asking if I would act as a spokesperson and/or blog [...]

That's what I get for parking my car on train tracks, right?

Well.  That will teach me to not write about being a working mom at the very end of a long Friday, when I’m tired & like every other American, watching the clock tick down until 5pm!  Obviously, I had no clue that a simple schedule could cause such an uproar, but such is life on [...]

First in the Working Mom Series.

Honestly, I don’t even know where to start.  I feel like I am on hyper-sensory overload from the constant, never-ending buzz of…well, LIFE.  Being touched by Harrison & Nate.  Curlers, make-up, starched collars on my button-down.  Constant office chatter & questions.  Papers shuffled, computers tapping, radios going, droning voices in a meeting, the ringing of [...]

She works hard for the money, so you better treat her right.

I am back at work. & I’m really, really exhausted.  Not only is my ass numb, my carpel tunnel screaming, but my head feels like it was invaded by 1000 wrackspurts (thank you, Harry Potter reference).  Which, of course, explains why this post is coming to you on a Wednesday evening, versus the moment I [...]

Maybe this is why I love the movie Pleasantville?

I know, it’s been awhile since I’ve written something of quality.  It’s not that I haven’t had a million thoughts running through my head, it’s just finding the time & frame of mind to sit down & write.  If there’s one thing I’ve discovered, it’s that having a newborn escalates every task to take twelve [...]

Remind me why I am still working?

Oh, right. So I can stay out through the new year with Harrison, thus spending the entire holidays with him at home. Harrison, this is for you, buddy. Because Momma wants nothing more than to be curled up in sweats with peanut butter M&M’s on the sofa. Instead, she sitting at her desk, overdue, in [...]