It’s Been a Long Day (but Too Short Before Goodnight).
It’s been a long day. Can you see me? I know your shoes and coat are wet from the rain; I can see you’re trying not to make tracks on the kitchen floor. It’s...
Category: Writing and Motherhood
I Wouldn’t Want To Be Here With Anyone Else but You
I tell you I love you, but it’s as if you don’t believe me. Maybe it’s because I woke you up this morning, barking a list of things we needed to do immediately so...
I Didn’t Have Kids to Become a Sitcom Mom.
I didn’t have kids so I could yell at them to pick up toys, and books, and to put on their shoes before the school bus comes. I didn’t have kids so I could...
Being Your Mother Is the Hardest, Best Thing I’ll Ever Do.
I remember the day I had you like it was yesterday. But it wasn’t. It was two years ago. I remember the second night with you in the hospital. Your dad had gone home...
Marriage Isn’t Over After Kids.
After the kids go to bed, it’s our only real time together. We pry our own sleepy eyes open and hold hands while watching TV. We make love when we’re exhausted, because it’s our...
I’ve Been That Mom.
I’ve been the mom who wrote and wrote, and worked and worked, just to prove to myself that I could still “do it all.” I’ve been the mom who wrote and wrote, and...
12 Hilarious Truths of Raising Kids.
Having kids is beautiful, difficult and, at times, hilarious—if you keep your sense of humor handy. 12 Truths of raising kids: 1. Everything is “mine” to a toddler, except the huge messes they make....
People Mean Well When They Say the ‘Baby Phase’ Goes Fast, But…
I know people mean well when they say the “baby phase” goes quickly. I know they mean to both remind parents with little kids to seek out daily joy and also to provide comfort...
It’s Just 15 Minutes to a Grown-Up, but Not to Kids.
She sits in my lap and we read this same book three times in a row. Each time we finish it, she says, “Again.” My throat feels dry. My head aches dully. I want...
75 Things I’m Doing While My Kids Still Think I’m Cool.
My kids—gloriously, wondrously, delightfully—think I’m cool. I dyed my hair blue nearly a year ago, and recently I transitioned it to purple. My 6-year-old wasn’t annoyed or embarrassed, like maybe she could have been...
