I can’t think of a better visual for being wrong than this photo of my feet shoved into fuzzy socks …
10 Things I’ve Learned About Marriage
That’s me and my man thirteen years ago, all happy and sparkly. This week my precious sister-in-law is walking down …
We Work It All Out in the Van
This is my disgusting van. It smells like a mixture of hot, smooshed banana and pee from 2007. Sometimes I …
Savor “Every” Moment?
“Savor every moment.” “It goes by so fast.” Every time I hear this advice, heat builds up at the base …
Happy Family Day, Dear Daughter
This morning began as most do. My daughter trod across the hall into my room, peeled back my eyelids with …
How I Ended Up in My Jammies on the First Day of School
Today was my kids’ first day of school. Last night I packed snacks and organized folders. I baked their favorite …
The Five Stages of Grief at Bedtime
The house is finally quiet. The clomping boy feet and sniffling girl drama have given way to the swishing dishwasher …
I’m at Moving Brain
We’re moving, and I am coming unglued. Unhinged. The hinges are off. I can’t find them. I don’t know what …
Sand Castles on the Same Side of the Ocean
Each year we drive beach-bound for our annual pause. A Sabbath week. We leave behind the things that creep between …
That Boring Bio Kid
When our son was four and a half years old, he went from being our only child, an adorable blond-haired, …
How to Have a Guilt-Free Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day used to be a day when I would woo-hoo Mom, woo-hoo Grandmommy. A day to eat a yummy …
Be An Omelette
I care a lot about relationships. I’m always trying to link people together or plug people into projects. I’ll meet …
Dating for Moms: Breaking Up Is Hard to Do
The way she packs her own GMO-free lunches when she meets you and the kids at McDonalds. The way she …
Indoor Girl Rides a Bike
Her loins burned and her thighs quivered. Sounds like a line from a girl porn book. Er, not exactly at …
This Grown-Up Thing
Last night we slept at my parents’ house. Some home improvements proved stinkier than we’d planned and we finally fled …
A Letter to “Working Moms”
Dear Moms-Who-Work-Outside-of-the-Home, My mother taught me to always write thank you notes, and I still write handwritten notes for gifts …
Made to Heal
I have a smiley face on my belly. Two eyes, one over each ovary, a nose in my belly button, …
The Green Bean Pee Who Broke Me
I have always had cry blockage. My tears build and build and build until they finally pop out at the …
Sveika
Our lives are filled with hellos. Those first moments, when hungry eyes fall on faces and joy erupts. The sighs …
What to Expect When You’re Expecting an Adoption
I read “What to Expect When You’re Expecting” back in 2002. Within days of ditching my birth control pills (totally …
Obedient Sweaty Booties and the Manners Magnets
Just. Breathe. This is my first post from my new office for my new blog with my new password and …
Steaming Poo Between my Toes
Do you ever have those mornings when you just can’t quite hold back the frustration? No? Just me then? When …
Mochachino?
I’m not a very organized mother. I’m not clean. I was screened upside down, front, back, sideways, and all around …
