I'm realizing that achieving the "dream" I thought I had might mean not having this life I love.
Happily Unfamous
Sure, Teachers Have Time for That!
All the things I discovered when I stepped out of my parenting shoes and into the classroom.
No Filter Needed
I don't want her to see the freckles where the summer sun kissed her face -- and make them disappear.
Moms With Young Kids: You Won’t Enjoy Every Second (and that’s okay)
At the grocery store last week, I couldn't help but hear the commotion in the next aisle over: A tiny newborn crying, an adorable little voice asking repeatedly for a cookie, and something banging into a shelf. As I rounded the corner, I saw a huge plastic truck cart being driven by a preschooler while... Continue Reading →
4 Moms Who Deserve My Apology
It was easy to think I knew everything about being a parent before I had kids, and even after I had just one. Sometimes people did things differently than I would, and in many instances, different meant wrong. It wasn't until I had three kids of my own that I found out how many people I had misjudged, because not only is each child different, but each... Continue Reading →
I almost spit out my water as I read a private message from my friend last week. "How do you keep your house so clean?" She couldn't be talking about me. Or was this an April Fool's joke? When I asked her what she was talking about, she said she had seen a picture of my kids... Continue Reading →
Dear Son: You are Not the Best
Last year for six months, the sound of a tug boat -- sometimes a tug boat blowing into a foghorn -- traveled from my son's room and filled our whole house. In 5th grade, he was told to practice his saxophone every night for 20 minutes, and he refused to miss a night, even when we said it was okay to miss... Continue Reading →
Mean Girls, Back Fat and a Flat Chest
I was 16 when I burst into my mom's office at the school board building, beside myself with confusion and sadness. "I don't know where I belong!" I cried. After bouncing back and forth between Catholic and public high school three times, I still didn't have an answer. It's not that I didn't have friends.... Continue Reading →
Moving On
On a beautiful fall morning last week, I took my daughter to the zoo. I planned to enjoy the day with only her, away from her two school-aged brothers who demand my attention as soon as they get home. But instead of being focused on her, I was preoccupied by all the other mommies. The younger ones.... Continue Reading →
Cruising Kidless — My first care-free vacation
If you'd asked me to leave my first son for five days when he was two years old, I would have made you carry me out, and only IF you could hog-tie me first. After all, I was always the one to scoff at the Christmas newsletters from friends boasting tales of their fabulous kid-free vacations, pictures included.... Continue Reading →
Who Stole My Bon Bons? 