My son falls a lot. He’s almost 15 months old and recently starting learning to walk. But even before that…
The sound of yummy noises fills my kitchen. The munching and mumbles of delight are so loud that my husband…
My bones feel tired. From exercise meant to keep me young and spry. From too many late nights spent pursuing…
She wouldn’t call herself brave. She shares her painful frailties, the rawness of her experience without a filter. The depression,…
Jump I’m the girl dusting the parachute. I plan to a fault. I make lists of my lists. It can…
After the children have gone to bed, the house seems quiet. Occasionally we hear sleepy moans and mumbles or little…
Don’t forget to call the portrait studio and that woman who said she’d talk to me about coping with kids…
I fly through my Friday morning trying to cover all of my bases before the day gets away from me….
Ordinary I just want my baby to be ordinary. To gain weight (and keep it on), say more than one…
What your mama did that made her yours. Ok, so I realize I just called my mother a nag. (And…
