This middle part of parenting where my kids aren’t babies any more but they’re also not adults is absolutely rocking my world. Teenagers. I have two teenagers. And you might not think going from one teen to two is a big deal but you would be wrong. The kids? They’re fine. Me? Very not fine. I was…
Motherhood
Peanut Butter and Parenting
By my rough estimate, I’ve made 2,160 peanut butter sandwiches just for my son’s lunch since he started school at age four. (And by “my rough estimate,” I mean I asked ChatGPT to math for me because it was 7:30 a.m. when the inspiration for this story took place.) That’s 4,320 slices of bread and approximately 135 jars of honey roasted…
Don’t Call It A Comeback
True belonging doesn’t require you to change who you are. It requires you to be who you are. –Brené Brown You know that feeling when something is off-kilter, but you can’t explain exactly what it is? I’ve felt that for a very, very long time now. Nearly six years, I think. This off-kilter sensation has been present…
Now You Are Five: A Letter To My Daughter
Dear Emma, I’ve had this post open for five days now, as many days as you’ve racked up in years. My Best Girl has made a whole handful of trips around the sun, and I find myself at a loss for words when it comes to sharing what this means for me. And for you. For us….
Inheriting Insecurity
I heard a…thing…today that just ripped my heart to pieces. (It wasn’t a conversation.) Emma has ballet on Thursdays. Emma loves ballet. I love that she loves it. I love that ballet teaches her to move her body and that she’s burning energy by dancing, by enjoying time with her friends and her teacher. I…