Originally published March 20 on Medium Wash your hands. Don’t touch your face. Did you brush your teeth? Tomorrow is a school day. Not really. But really. Do your math, read a book, there will be a spelling test. Yes, it counts. Do a good job. Don’t worry. It doesn’t really count. Dream sweet dreams.… Continue reading Week 1: Covid Days, Covid Nights
“This is lovely writing but I’m afraid it’s a little too quiet for us.” The “us” was a popular and well-respected website. I was happy of course, to have a personal response from the busy editor but it still stung, as rejections do. Yet, as is almost always the case, the editor was exactly right.… Continue reading Searching for Grey in a Black and White World
It's been a while since I've published an old-fashioned blog post. This one's just for you, loyal reader, who is still here after my long silences. I will not shop it to another site. I will not try to make some universal point about love, kids, relationships, etc. I simply ask that you take a moment and reflect… Continue reading Words to Stop Using to Make America Great Again
I've never posted anything blatantly political before because, quite frankly, politics is depressing. It's divisive. It's complicated. And I usually don't follow it closely enough to feel like I can form a truly educated opinion. But the US primaries are different. You can't not read about it. You can't watch and feel indifferent.
So, ignoring my usual inclination (and probably better judgement) to keep my beliefs to myself, I went ahead and wrote the following.
Hello friends. WordPress tells me it's been 8 months since my last post. That feels like a long time. In those 8 months I've done some soul searching, a lot of practical (yet sometimes dull) writing, and an embarrassing amount of nail biting. I've done some thinking, some re-thinking, some exploring and lots of reading. I've… Continue reading Under Construction
It's helped me to see that the role of mother isn't weighted differently depending on circumstances. Having 4 kids doesn't make you more of a mother than having 1. Working at home doesn't make you more of a mother than working in an office. Presence doesn't always equal the amount of hours you are present.
I did not read the "deflategate" report. I haven't closely followed the story other than reading the headlines so I'm not about to guess whether Tom Brady is innocent or guilty. At this point, I'm not sure it matters. I heard that Kylie Jenner has finally admitted to having some lip work done by carefully… Continue reading The Truth About Lying
Remember that time I felt like the universe was trying to tell me something…I feel like it’s been happening again. This time it’s telling me to go back to work. At least I think that’s what it’s saying. I’ve been gifted a shot at a real, paying, full time writing job. And I’m going for… Continue reading Becoming a Working Mom
We were on vacation last week. My husband and I and our 3 and 4 year old. We spent the first part of the week in Ubud, Bali (which I will write about later). The last half of the week we spent at the beach in Nusa Dua, Bali. This is pretty much how it went.… Continue reading Vacationing with Little People
We were at a 3 year old’s birthday party a couple of weeks ago. There was a piñata. Although my 3 year old had never seen a piñata before, there still was a buzz of excitement when a colorful, decorated stuffed animal came into the room tied to a string. As one of the party entertainers hung… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Raise Gentlemen