When I was pregnant with my second, I had an eighteen month old son. I loved him with every ounce of my being, of course, and I loved that he was a boy. No real reason, except I didn’t know much about boys before him, and there was something about the discovery that was fascinating and fulfilling. But in […]Read more "OK. I Wanted a Girl"
Today, my daughter’s Big Girl Bed arrives. Today, I put away the crib that has been in one bedroom or another for six years, the crib I once arranged lovingly, tying little knots into bows and folding soft blankets in preparation. The ends of things have always saddened me. My family still jokes about the […]Read more "The Cure for Melancholy"
Every mother, every father, every person, judges everyone else. That’s just the way we do. I don’t think that’s necessarily bad. We live in a competitive society and being successful does actually mean that sometimes we see each ourselves in a pretty damn fantastic light and others in a dimmer one. So am I being […]Read more "Home School"
News of the collapse of the West Antarctic ice sheet dotted my Facebook feed, interspersed with cat memes and the “What Is Your Goddess Name” quiz. It was kind of like going to the Hallmark store and finding an apocalyptic pamphlet tucked in with the birthday cards. It’s your birthday. Fart all you want. The […]Read more "#1 Thing I Can Do To Save the Earth"
“Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final” ― Rainer Maria Rilke There is a thin line between having it all and losing it all. And it is on that line I balance, and I think we all might balance. We, as mothers, as women, as humans, all […]Read more "Just Keep Going"
In the first three weeks, I would wake up (though to say wake up you would think I had been sleeping, when, in fact, I probably had just put my head to the pillow) and my eyes felt like sandpaper. My body ached, and I just felt dirty, no matter how many showers I took, […]Read more "Back in the Day(s)"
I know the curve of my upper lip. It points with just a little bit of lipstick. I know my foot – how its arch is just a little too high for normal heels. I know my hair, it’s thick. My waist, it can get thick too. I know my voice and my knees. […]Read more "I Used To Know Me"
I just spent the weekend with my eight girlfriends. There was a time in my life where that sentence would be followed by eight more of analysis. (If analysis can be used as a nice word for judgment, which I’m not sure it can). She was a pain in my ass, she is too skinny, […]Read more "What I Think About My Girlfriends"
There are few things worse than feeling lonely. Loneliness comes, in my experience, from the most surprising places. You can have a stable of caring, supporting friends, a solid family, a husband, a sister, a cat, and you can still feel it. Because loneliness does not always come from the outside. Sometimes it crawls into […]Read more "Lisa Bonchek Adams, Tweeting Cancer and Loneliness"
I cherish my children. Even when they drive me crazy. Even when I simultaneously wish for more and less time in the day. Even when I am up all night, unable to sleep because they cause me so much angst. They were different when they were babies. Once they got a little older, once they […]Read more "Is This Successful Motherhood – Raising Kids Who Want to Leave Me?"