How do we come together the morning after? The morning after a fight. The morning after I criticize you, or you me. The morning after insults are hurled and accusations are made.
At the Water’s Edge
If I knew he was dying I would have savored that diving lesson. I would have held onto every word he said, written down his instructions, treasured the tone in which he called me Cupcake. I would have hugged him harder, and more often. And I would have stayed at the water’s edge until I got it just right.
The Luckiest: My Marriage Survived Mommyhood
Having a child changes everything. I was warned about the sleep deprivation and the way my body would never forgive me (though it has), but I was never told how much a baby can change your marriage.
American Politics & Why I Fear For My Daughter
How am I supposed to empower my daughter in this America?
After We Jump In Puddles.
While I want her to grow and thrive, while I want her to be strong and independent, I’m not ready to teach her how to shave.
A Message For All You “Bad Moms”
Oh, mama: I hear you now. You are berating yourself. Questioning yourself. Criticizing yourself.
3:30 A.M.
I thought the guilt and confusion was normal. I thought the tears were normal. I thought I was just adjusting my new mommy role.
Not Just Another Free Turkey
Thanksgiving isn’t about a meal. It isn’t about where you eat or even what you do. It is about expressing gratitude, and giving thanks.
Today, I Cried For You
There is more to having a child then simply having the desire to have a child.
How Much Longer Will She Want To Trick-Or-Treat?
How long before she turns to us and asks to ring doorbells alone? How long before we “become lame,” before the whole damn day becomes lame?
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