Though I entered motherhood unexpectedly, during those 9 months of freaking out and wondering how on earth I could raise a kid without losing him or her, I reached a few conclusions. I would give myself fully to my kids. The very best I could do. 100%. They would eat their veggies. They would be...
Last night I sat pouring through images of 2 people whom I adore. People with hearts so big and so kind that you struggle to find words when trying to describe them and you resort to phrases like “sooooo great…” and “I just love them” and you smile a lot hoping that will make up...
Lately, I’ve had a hard time writing. I think it’s due to a few factors. One: shame. I have that negative ugly tape that plays over and over when I mess up. It tells me that I’m not worthy. It tells me that I’ll never get it together. It tells me that I need to...
Yesterday my kids crashed a birthday party. To their credit, they knew the kid…but still. As I was busy telling Ted about the hilarity and how it seemed so very normal to them, he then said, “Well, at least it’s not like they took the first piece of cake.” Cue hysterical laughter from me. Why?...
The truth? I have a lot of days where it’s like I just showed up to the party and I’m surrounded by people all wearing white. But me? I showed up in hot pink. AWKWARD. The ache rushed over me all morning sending me through a tizzy of questions. Why don’t we seem to have...
