My period is a powerful force and not one to be trifled with when it comes to food. I’ve seen too many articles telling women how to eat…
When I first became pregnant, I dreamed of the day I would meet her. I imagined her birth and pictured her being placed gently onto my chest. I…
It’s 2018 and I am officially insane. Self-diagnosis, so it’s undeniably legit. We all know that definition of insanity: doing the same thing over and over again, and…
“Lit, Sus, Fam.” My thirteen year old son said. “Excuse me? What … ?” Was my natural reaction. “Present day language. What people of this millennium speak.” “So,…
Ping. Ping. New Text Message. “IT’S YOUR WIFE.” Remember me? No? Oh, that’s right — you only know me as something else… IT’S THE LADY THAT TENDS TO…
I am in love. I am divorced. I am forty-five years old. And I am never getting married again. So, stop asking me “Why not?” Stop asking me…
I’m really not a feminist First of all, wouldn’t that title make an awesome nail polish color? OPI, hit me up. I have more ideas where that came…
If somehow your power grid has been out for the last week, and you haven’t heard Oprah’s speech at the Golden Globe awards, here it is: Oprah Rocks…
Often pregnancy is glorified, in movies or books. You’ll glow and feel the joy of baby’s kicks. You and your partner will spend gleeful hours shopping at baby…
My daughter, she’s a fearless, independent soul with hairy armpits and hairy legs. She is like me, and she is nothing like me. When I was just a…