Why I Choose My Kids over My Husband.
Attending to my children’s needs means, sometimes, choosing between their needs and my own. As a mother, this is often the most difficult place to be. At night, I want to cuddle into my...
Attending to my children’s needs means, sometimes, choosing between their needs and my own. As a mother, this is often the most difficult place to be. At night, I want to cuddle into my...
I wanted to call this article something “mature” yet catchy, like “When Sex Can’t Be the Band-Aid.” My husband, however, suggested “From Ballin’ to Crawlin:’ Can Your Relationship Survive Without Sex?” Because, the thing...
Date a girl who likes to shovel—she’s not afraid to dig deeply into life. She’s not afraid to get red and sweaty in a way that has nothing to do with sex, and while...
If I promised not to hurt you, would you trust me forever? Or is human trust only meant to go so far? My love for you exceeds words, even though I believe I’m very...
Love isn’t static. It swirls around you like balmy air sent up from the south. The wind catches your hair, and a few strands stick in the moist crease of your lips. You reach...
My four-year-old daughter just schooled me on a puzzle. To be honest, I’m not spatially oriented at all and hate puzzles. That said, she gave me a funny look as she corrected me; putting...
Sitting with someone else’s pain is awful. It’s hard enough to sit with our own grief, much less that of someone we love, when there’s really nothing we can do or say. But that’s...
I was sitting on my little girl’s bed. Decked out in pink and multiple pillows, she sat underneath the crook of my mommy-wing. Next to me, on the other side, was my newborn little...
Sometimes I read the news. Okay—I always read the news, but sometimes this “news” is…People magazine online. Here’s my big secret spill, though: I tried to watch Downton Abbey. However, I’d waited so long...
I’m aware that this is Tuesday, so let’s first get that out of the way. Also, I’m aware that inappropriate is spelled inappropriately in the picture above, but I love this image regardless. Okay,...