What My Toddler Taught Me About Motherhood
“No, Mom; go ‘way!” Her words cut me. I was sure she didn’t mean them; she is two-years-old and her
Read more“No, Mom; go ‘way!” Her words cut me. I was sure she didn’t mean them; she is two-years-old and her
Read moreOh, mama: I hear you now. You are berating yourself. Questioning yourself. Criticizing yourself. You are saying those words: I
Read moreI grew up in a family without tattoos. Without piercings. Without body modifications. Sure, my mother, grandmother, and many of
Read more“Mommy, picture!” My daughter exclaimed. “Mommy, Mommy, MOM-MY!” The intensity of her voice was rising. Her frustration was growing. “No baby.
Read moreDepression has not always made me the best friend, the best sister, the best daughter, or the best wife. In
Read moreDearest Daughter: You are two-and-a-half years old. Actually, you are a few days shy of that mark, but I think you stop
Read moreI hate New Year’s posts. I don’t “do” resolutions. I despise “recap” articles — ones that outline accomplishments, and recall
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