It was 1:15AM on a brisk October morning that I found myself in a place I never thought I’d be; sitting on a cold, unfriendly concrete slab surrounded…
Social media is saturated with images and words of burnt out moms bonding over their mutual love of leggings, #Targetruns, wine by the gallon, and the desperate need…
It is day two of my mini Momcation. An escape from my full-time occupation of prioritizing everyone else, for some time taking care of the person who is…
When I invited friends to join me and my family at the Renaissance Faire, most of them noticeably cringed. At best, they viewed it as potentially medicinal — the educational…
Twins are special – let’s just put it out there – no matter how many new babies there are in a gathering, passersby always zero-in on the twins.…
I was bullied. In fact, I was sexually assaulted. Yup. I was teased, too. And emotionally abused by my sorority sisters…and I’m pretty fucking sure I was date…
Pool season is in full swing in the South because it is H-O-T hot! Like peeling-my-thighs-off-of-the-vinyl-lounge-chair-that-my-home-owners-association-board-thought-was-a-good-purchase hot. And, now that my elementary school age boys are strong, confident…
Every August it’s with a sliver of anticipation and a boatload of eye-rolling that I look toward vacation. Yes, Mama needs a break, but will she actually get…
“Mom, is Santa real?” Shit. My daughter Maren studied me from the backseat. We were on our way to the ramen noodle shop, an impromptu mother-daughter excursion meant…
Marathons are famous for punishing uphills in the last mile. Right this minute, we are in the hellish uphill of the marathon that is the school year. Dig…