We came across this photograph of my grandmother the other week. In it, she was laughing hysterically at something my grandfather had said. I noticed the sparkle in her eyes, and her invisible giggle....
In retrospect, I’ve definitely been a trendy exerciser. I’ve done step, I’ve run, I love Pilates, hiking, weight lifting and various forms of cardio. I’m both a certified Spinning and yoga instructor. One of...
Next week my oldest child is on spring break. She’s in preschool, only during the mornings, and even this is only four days a week, but for little kids this relatively short period of...
Living a life worth writing about: the sensory experiences of spring, and the merits of living life offline. Being largely offline all week due to illness made it difficult to transition back into writing...
We’ve dubbed this particular door “the portrait door.” In front of it, the girls stand for pictures, saying “cheese,” adorably posing for photographs that I’ll later send to my long-distance family, and, most importantly,...
There’s this meme that flies around Facebook every now and then, that bugs the shit out of me. It’s supposed to be an introvert’s brain, and it’s this line that swiggles around in some...
We made a little spot on the floor—a make-shift bed of towels, in case she throws up more. I’ve worried about her since she started getting sick around five this morning. In between carrying...
There are two kinds of people: those who pretend that incredible—and wildly fake—desserts can be made with a rice cake, and those who eat the actual dessert that inspired this pathetic creation. I am...
I’m not superwoman. I don’t even want to be superwoman, but I don’t have a village. I have my husband, and he’s amazing. He’s more than just a good father—he’s a good parent. I don’t...
The greatest truth of motherhood: The bus stops across the street to let our neighbor’s kids off, and it’s late enough that I’m already thinking about what we’ll have for dinner. Next year, my...
