Forget balance. Try resilience.

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Balance. Let me just tell you, I hate that word. It’s perhaps the most common phrase we use when we talk about the daily struggles of parenthood. We wonder how other parents seem to balance it all. We strive for a healthy work/life balance. We attempt to balance our own desires and needs with the… Read More

Surviving separation anxiety

Separation anxiety

I’ve come to believe that separation anxiety is the straw that breaks the backs of many moms. We can carry our heavy loads through many child-rearing deserts, but we Mom-camels collapse under the pressure of children suffering from separation anxiety. Our children cry as we leave them, and we cry our guilty little hearts out… Read More

What I’ll remember about my boy

Big thanks to my sister for taking these pictures every month so I can remember these days.

I took Everett to our pediatrician’s office today for a little rash he’s had on his face. Not a big deal, but I wanted to have it looked at before Michael and I headed out on our very first vacation since Everett was born. A little paranoia? Maybe, but I prefer to call it attentiveness… Read More

It’s not the food. It’s the love.

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So, you know how I’ve said before that making lunches is my Enemy #1? I have hated it almost every day for three years. Well, guess what? I don’t hate it anymore. Not even a little. Crazy, right? I told you about some of the practical things that made lunch-making easier for me: the Bento… Read More

Untethered

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I am 33 years old, and I’ve just started to grieve the mother I never had. Several years ago, as I began to tell my story for the first time in counseling, my counselor asked me how it felt not to have a mother. I had no answer. I just shrugged my shoulders with a… Read More

What mothering is really all about

Mothering is

What does it mean to be a mother? I think about this question a lot. I think about it because, of course, I gave birth to two tiny, crazy humans and they seem to look to me every single day to feed them and wipe their rear ends and find them a pair of shoes… Read More

My one moment of practical parenting genius

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If you’ve been reading my blog for even a hot second, you know that I never, ever share any practical parenting advice. I talk about parenting, yes. What it feels like and what I hope for and what I dream about. You know, those highly impractical things. I don’t offer parenting hack-type things, because I don’t have ‘em, people. I am always… Read More

Policemen are human beings, too

I’ve been seeing and hearing a lot the last few weeks about the troubles in Ferguson, Missouri. I’ve tried to stay away from it, to disconnect because to write about it would be to feel it, all of it- the pain, the anger the frustration, the confusion. But today, I can’t hide from it anymore…. Read More

For my son on his first birthday

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 Everett, I can’t believe a whole year has passed since we saw your sweet face for the very first time. I remember the very moment you were born. The doctor placed you on my chest and a flood of emotion washed over me like a tsunami. It was love and pain and relief and fear… Read More