Cookie mogul Eden Hertzog shares recipes she enjoys with her family
This week, and on and off for the next seven weeks, I am what some may call a Road Widow (or a bachelorette, hence the bachin’ it title). My husband is a musician, and while this is an awesome thing for raising our kid because neither of us works 9-to-5, it also sucks because when he’s working, the man is GONE.
He went on this same tour last year when Cedar was five weeks old. We had no idea that a baby was what it is: a serious amount of work (and yes, joy, of course). I won’t lie – it was rough. But this year, with 13 months of motherhood under my belt, and a really awesome community of neighbours/friends/caregivers, it’s a whole other story.
