“How do I get on the fridge?” All eight of us were crammed in the kitchen, prepping for dinner. The Littles precariously poured the milk, delighted to have scored…
I turned forty last month. Instantly things started to unhinge. There was change-a-happenin’. Like a switch. I’ve heard from others in my “club”, that this is a phenomenon.…
I squint my eyes and stare at the horizon. I can barely make out the hazy outlines of my children jumping around in the waves. I close my…
It’s a fairly constant theme in conversations with other mothers I meet. The kind of conversations that make anyone who chose to take a step back from work…
Oh, Ugh. I get so damn tired of people talking about how women can “have it all” today. In many ways, it is true. I am so grateful…
I have spent my entire day feeling guilty. All encompassing guilt that has seized control of my every thought, making me second guess every decision I’ve made within…
Since becoming a mother, I haven’t looked after myself at all. Believing that any time spent caring for me is a waste, self-care has been left, neglected, at…
‘Can [so and so] come for a sleepover, please! Pretty pleeeeeeeeeeease!’ As my two boys get older, I’m beginning to hear this a lot. And I get it.…
As I write this, it’s International Women’s Day. People around the world are tweeting about great women, inspiring women, beautiful women, high-flying women, much-loved women. We’re valuing women…
If I could trade places for one week, one day even, with anyone, I would trade places with a man. Any man. Except maybe a black man, because,…