See You Later!

Over this past summer, I developed a loyal following for my weekly blog post. Folks logged-in by the tens to read about my misadventures and anxieties. But, as you may have noticed, my posts have been absent these past few weeks. And a couple of days ago, my most adoring fan (yes, it was my…

Let It Go

My kids are obsessed with all-things Frozen. They spend hours in their version of Arendelle—building castles, flying helicopters (obviously they take some creative license from the original plot line), and creating magical worlds. Kristoff likes to kick back with a beer (actually a vintage Barbie-sized Coke bottle, but kids know what they see; and in…

Are We There Yet?

I took a break last week from my incessant doomscrooling and constant obsessing about the upcoming school year, for a family vacation. A week away would surely be the ticket to recenter, refocus, and find my chill again…right? Since Tahiti was out for this year, given the COVID-related travel restrictions (well that, and our bank…

According to Barbie, I Might be a Bad Mom

The other day, I was in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch while my kids played Barbies in the other room. As I crunched across the crumb-covered floor, loading the dishwasher and putting away the peanut butter jar, their dolls were preparing for an adventure. I smiled listening to the elaborate story-line playing out, having…

Thirty-Something Shades of Grey

It finally happened. The unthinkable, impossible, yet ultimately inevitable came sneaking in like a parasite. Even though I always knew it was a possibility, it still came as a shock. I’d hear girlfriends lament about it happening to them. “Not going to be me,” I’d smugly think as I put on my most empathetic face….

Cats, COVID, and Cake

As if 2020 wasn’t bad enough, somehow last weekend I found myself riddled with guilt, wearing a cat mask, and meowing along to Happy Birthday. Truthfully, none of those things are completely out of the ordinary for me (#MomLife). But #PandemicParenting has forced all of us to make difficult choices about our family’s health and…

The Leftover Gourmet

While mindlessly scrolling through Facebook the other day, I came across a post from a friend that literally stopped me in my tracks (no, it wasn’t one of the funny quarantine pregnancy announcements that are popping up all over). She posted her meal plan for the week. And she had seven recipes. For one week….

Tired as a Mother

The other day, my preschooler asked me, “Mama why do you have blue on your eye?” Thinking it was a marker smudge from our craft project earlier that day, (why do kids always jab pointy things at your face???), I grabbed a washcloth and went to the mirror, ready to wipe it away. But no…

I Understand I Don’t Understand, But I Stand

As a thin, white, heterosexual, educated, upper middle class, suburban, stay-at-home-mom-by-choice, I’m very aware of my privilege (the only discrimination I’ve ever faced was when I brought non-organic juice boxes for my daughter’s preschool snack—there were a LOT of disapproving looks from the other moms that day…). I understand that I can’t ever truly understand…

Getting Comfortable with Being Uncomfortable

Last week, in an attempt to focus on the bright side in the middle of the 2020 shit-show, I unknowingly posed a challenge to the new decade when I stated that “things can always be worse.” Apparently 2020 reads my blog, said “hold my beer…,” and called me on my dare. Because things got worse….