Cassandra Barry is sometimes known for playing the role of "my lovely wife" in Joel Stein's columns for Time magazine and other publications. His story in which she ate her own placenta in pill form is the one she's most often asked about. Her son, Laszlo, is in preschool. After several years in New York City, she loves living in Los Angeles, where she works as a textile designer. She finds it weird to write about herself in the third person like this.
I love my parents and in-laws, but when they’re around, I revert back to my teenage self. I feel like they’re breathing down my neck and getting in my personal space. I get moody about stuff. I get touchy about things. I drink. There are two ways to fix this: I could mature and accept […]
When I was pregnant, Joel got some overly simplistic advice from his high school friend who had just had a baby: “He said it’s all much more manageable than he thought. All you have to do is put a pacifier in the baby’s mouth and everything’s okay!” I told Joel we were not going to […]
My father was bragging to me recently about what great parents he and my mom were. “When you guys were kids, an old friend came to visit and he couldn’t believe how well behaved you kids were. He asked how we did it and I told him: We didn’t spoil you.” Well, that’s an understatement. […]
We are one of the few parents around who doesn’t think our preschooler is gifted. Maybe our expectations for what qualifies as “smart” are too high. But at this point, we’re thinking Laszlo is “above average.” At best. We hope. When Laszlo was 1 year old, one mom with a daughter the same age talked […]
I signed Laszlo up for an after-school art class one day a week. To protect the identities of those involved, let’s say it’s called “Trucks and Cars.” I thought this sounded perfect because it’s the sort of toddler-boy stuff that Laszlo is into. And then I realized that an art class about a subject that’s […]
Early on in my pregnancy with Laszlo, I was told by an ultrasound technician that he was probably going to be a girl. I started to cry. There are many reasons why I was afraid of having a girl. Most of those reasons have to do with having been a teenage girl. Having a teenage […]
I was totally expecting a mini-Joel to come out of my vagina. I thought I would give birth to a baby with a full head of thick, dark, wavy hair and brown eyes. I was assuming he may even look like a dark skinned Latino, as my Jewish husband did when he was a baby. […]