To My Daughters: We Need All Types of Leaders

A common scene for me: baby on my hip, an obedient 6-year-old standing quietly at my side and the wild one over there refusing to leave, laying on the ground screaming, "NO!!" A common response from kind moms taking pity on me: You know that just means one day, she'll be a leader. While I'll …

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Notes For the Babysitter: What Parents Really Want to Say.

We're headed out of town for the weekend soon, and leaving three perfect angels at home with our trusty, go-to weekend sitter. There is a tailgate to be shopped for and planned, suitcases to be packed, PSR night, gymnastics night and hopefully bath night gently packed between now and the time we leave so I …

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My Mom Policy: No More Toy Bins

Have you recently found yourself in the home organization aisle at Target or, better yet, IKEA? Roaming and looking for solutions to house all of your kids' "stuff". The babies and Barbies and cars and Lego sets. The bottles and shoes and dresses that come with them, too. When your kids are little, there is …

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Why Writing This—Right Now—Matters To Me.

Once upon a time I drafted about a half of a book titled, What to Expect When You Weren't Expecting. I wrote it just after I had my first baby, and it was about dealing with the (shocking, emotional, painful, vomit-filled) truths of pregnancy, and the gut-wrenching feeling of faking thrilledness for a surprise bundle …

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20 Things That Prove I Actually Am An Adult.

I am 31 years old, and 10-year-old me would've thought I was an old fuddy-duddy. However, aging is such an odd thing. As you get older you, of course, mature and your body fat increases and your skin elasticity decreases, but it all happens so subtly that you never actually feel like an adult in …

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