About Maia Rodriguez

"Military Mom" Maia Rodriguez was born in Cleveland, Ohio, but that was about twenty homes ago. After graduating from Syracuse University with a BFA in Musical Theater, she traveled just about everywhere in the country, lived in a green turtle-like tent for 6 months, toured and slept in the back of her van and even worked in Japan for a year. Then she met her husband who tamed her (ha!) and they embarked together on the adventure of parenthood in southern California where she worked as a professional pirate. Now, two children later, the family currently resides in VIrginia, where she sings for the US Navy as a vocalist. When she’s not mothering, she’s writing music for "Evernight," singing and writing for the Baby Bullet Blog.

Thanksgiving Puree Pairings

Sometimes, the best movies need the best supporting characters. And it’s no different with your Thanksgiving meal. While the turkey may be the main event, consider the quick “whip together” options that you don’t have to sweat over. Even better, all these choices qualify to be made ahead of time, which makes them winners in […]

Time Change: The Wisdom of Peter Pan

Last weekend, we moved our clocks back an hour and received that one precious hour of extra sleep. (I should add that when you’re the parent of young children, extra sleep is but an old wives tale). But how is it we are choosing to actually spend our time? At some point we might want to ask ourselves […]

Oktoberfest Recipes

Not being of German persuasion or a great connoisseur of beer, I’ll begrudgingly admit to knowing very little about this phenomenon called the Oktoberfest. Lately, my Facebook feed has been filled with images of giant wooden mugs and lederhosen. So, in the spirit of the month of October-my favorite month of the year-I decided to […]

9 Fall Dishes That Will Help You Deal with Summer’s End

  “Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.” ― William Cullen Bryant   Shut down the pool. Get out the rake. Summer has officially ended. Some of you may be thrilled about this. If you’re like me, there is a mourning period for the sun, the warm rains, and the carefree memories of the kids building sand castles […]

Different Stages of Parenting

  Tonight, as we pulled in the driveway from a long day on very little sleep, my 6-year-old son begged to go for a bike ride around the block. My body just wanted to sit down on the couch, but he was persistent. So we saddled up and off we went. Dragging my weary body […]

The Breakup: Letters Between the Avocado & the Peach

Dear Avocado, This has been the most amazing summer! I never thought I would meet someone like you. From the first time we crossed paths at that Memorial Day party to today, my life has been changed. I’m really looking forward to our future together! Love, Peach   Dear Peach, Hey, sweetie. Loved your note. But […]

Thoughts From a Middle-Aged Mom

“You know your children are growing up when they stop asking you where they came from and refuse to tell you where they’re going.” ― P.J. O’Rourke It’s been 9 ½ years since I became a mother. This year I turn 40, and it just so happens that the kiddos are in New York with their […]

The Chickpea Bible

In the years that I’ve been writing for The Baby Bullet Blog, a few of my articles have focused on one food in dramatically different settings. I’ve addressed the usefulness of cauliflower and even the pleasure of pumpkins, but this week I’m doing something I’ve never done before. I’ve gone vegan. Consider it a bit of […]

The Struggle to Stay Focused

I was that kid in grade school getting my name written up and getting in trouble for talking to my neighbor. I was that kid who meant well (or so I thought) but kept getting side tracked. And now history is repeating itself with my daughter. Time and time again her teachers praise her abilities, […]

A Lesson in Kindness

Every time my kids snap at each other, I flinch. When I’m met with some sass, or they fling a retort back my way with expert ease, I realize that they learned that behavior from someone, more specifically, me. There is no better mirror than your own children.  And I’ll be the first to admit […]