Love at the beginning of this decade looked a lot like shiny diamonds and dinner dates. Today, it looks a lot like cleaning something...anything.

Love at the beginning of this decade looked a lot like shiny diamonds and dinner dates. Today, it looks a lot like cleaning something...anything.
As I hustle and bustle through the holiday season, listing out the gifts I need for everyone I love in a Google doc, and purchasing 90% of it on Amazon, who just alerted me that said item just went on sale, I can't help but think of my mom. She did this, too. The list-making …
Continue reading A Holiday Ode To Moms of the Pre-Amazoic Period
An honest mom's essay about the importance of neighborly relationships even in today's hyperconnected world.
My oldest daughter turned 7 yesterday and I found myself texting my best friend, "How is this possible? She's halfway to a teenager but I just became a mom yesterday and I'm not even good at it yet." And if that isn't the truest thing that I've ever said—I'm not even good at it yet. …
Continue reading I’m 7 Years Into Motherhood and Still Winging It.
Four years ago, I remember every second of snuggling your squishy, wrinkled body in a soft pink sleeper that said, “Mommy’s perfect angel” on it. And for that one night at least, you were. But since that day you have: Almost never slept through the night Doused your hair in both peanut butter and vaseline …