One thing I had no idea about early motherhood, is how you will constantly be washing your hands. You’ll begin to structure the day’s activities to minimize trips to the sink. You will marvel at all the soap you...
I don’t like the word tribe.
It’s a trendy, overused word that needs to be retired in 2022 (along with adulting, the use of littles as a noun, and the phrase level up). However, the concept of a tribe, especially...
Senior Year is a time for fun and an opportunity to enjoy yourself and be a “child” for just a little while longer. Enjoy the dances, enjoy cheering for your home team, enjoy your friends that have been with...
Our kids have returned to school (hooray!)...to full-day, full-class, real-deal, in-person learning. As the mom of a first grader and a child in TK, the start of this school year has felt miraculous, joyous, even a little surreal. My...
Misery Loves Company
When I was pregnant with my oldest, people would tell my husband and I repeatedly that our life was going to change and it would never be the same again. It wasn't said in a change for...
Today marks the beginning of the end for me as a Mom.
The Last of Many Things
It was one thing when it was my oldest. I still had one more to go, so it didn’t hurt as much when I...
As the country opens up and embraces humanity again with open arms, it has been centering to see friends and family whom I haven’t seen in over a year now that I’m vaccinated.
I watch smiling faces cascade through my...
My two-year-old sat on the kitchen floor, fiddling with a puzzle piece she couldn’t get to fit. “Damn it,” she said, calmly.
I froze, stunned.
“What did you say?!” I sank down to her level, my eyeballs bulging out of their...
All Those Questions
I remember being a brand-new mom, pacing in the pediatrician’s office with my newborn, and reading her all my scattered notes on nursing. “What do I do!?” I wanted to know. The lactation consultant’s advice differed from...
In times like these, I am a generation between. I am caring for my kids and my parents.
Two Generations
I hold the hands of my daughters, so tiny and smooth. There are no wrinkles, no sunspots, no scars. It’s like...