Being a mom is hard. It’s amazing, wonderful, and every other descriptive word you can imagine for “the best thing in the enter world.” But, it’s really, really…
The email from Amazon was titled “Oops! We’re sorry, we made a mistake!” I didn’t even have to open the email before the tears began. To my credit,…
It’s early October, and that means I’m bracing myself for when the whole nation suddenly turns pink and social media turns to talk of boobs. Enough already. I…
Opening Statement: I’m requesting the repeal of my library late fees. Below I have built a case for your consideration. Article 1. Early June. Some kids were running…
I’ve always loved being a mother. My own mother insisted I would, and she was right. I loved that my babies were mine and I was theirs. I…
Dating in the Time of Tinder is hard. Dating as divorced mom in the Time of Tinder is harder. And dating as a divorced mom in her mid-40s…
On the first day of school I took the obligatory front porch pictures of my boys complete with freshly-pressed uniforms, they’ll never be ironed again, brand new tennis…
It’s a nifty trick. “Look,” my daughter says. She is in the passenger seat with her study guide for the science test. She covers one eye and moves…
When the local school district announced that the all of the public schools in the county would be closed an additional week in the aftermath of Hurricane Irma,…
When my daughter was born there was no doubt that she was mine. Our baby pictures could easily be switched and no one would be the wiser. But…