I’m lucky that in the span of our conversation, we bridged the gap that had formed between us. We could try again. And this time, we started over with the understanding that we were different. We started over knowing that we could be completely ourselves with one another; that we had the permission to disagree.
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My mom is and was an awesome mom. She has always gone out of her way to show her support, love, and to make sure we are spoiled on occasion. I have no complaints about the type of mom she is. Except one. My mom was and is so wrapped up in her identity as […]
We cling to our coffee with our phone in hand to relay our struggles, and we can miss the opportunities to gather around other women who understand the frustrations over that cup of coffee, in the same room, and leave our phones in the diaper bag.
Forgive me, but please know that I am trying my best. I’m finishing college and caring for my family and working to create a stable, happy life for them. With the support of a loving husband, I am finding more and more about me that I love. I am raising your grandsons to be thoughtful […]
And then my mind lands on one of the most powerful moments from the first year. I’m sitting in my counselor’s office, eyes wet, nose runny and voice crackly as I recall that first moment, the one where I felt so uprooted just after labor and delivery. We processed through the depression and anxiety tied […]
Do I feel the need to validate myself and explain my career decision with past accolades and honors to reassure myself and others of my choice? Not anymore. I used to apologize and dismiss the very notion of this choice, but now that I’m deep into the teen years with my three kids, the value of […]
A total stranger recently said to me, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but what is the point of even having kids if you are just going to send them to daycare.”
If I’m honest, this season of toddlers feels too long, too raw, and too close to every single source of insecurity I have. It feels endless and personal. Every meltdown, angry response, or missed potty-training cue (so many missed potty training cues) makes me feel like a failure at the only job I have right […]
I wasn’t content with the idea that just because my age had expanded, my waistline had to! For months, I thought it would just be a matter of watching what I ate and being more active. Guess what? The scale refused to move.
Now that my youngest is in school, I realize the days were long, but the years were short. I’m so thankful looking back for the lazy days at the playground and the hours spent in a rocking chair with my babies. With kids in high school, middle school, and elementary now, things move at a […]