I realize that I am completely biased here, but I think that my daughter is pretty darn special. It isn't just that's she is cute (she is) or beautiful (she is) or funny (she is) but she is so sensitive and so wise. Sometimes, her wisdom confuses me, as I have to remind myself that she is, in ...
It is because of this group that I am now hiding under my comforter, 30 minutes before my alarm is set to go off (that is if my human alarm does not wake first), with the courage to write about today. My experience in September changed my life--my entire being--in many ways, both tangible and intangible, ...
Musical Theatre has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember; I started acting out the Wizard of Oz word for word from age 2; I was acting in school plays by age 6; I went to drama camp as a pre-teen and then became a drama counselor, then improv teacher than show ...
otherwise known as "How Becca Got Her Groove Back". (Note: this post addresses some very personal struggles, including the weight loss that I experienced from my PPD. I am fiercely protective of you, my readers, and therefore do not want to be a trigger; if discussions of things like size (no numbers) and body image will ...
I say that with no sarcasm, nor do I say it boastfully. I was a good mom today because I made myself proud. I have talked a lot about guilt, and my constant feeling (fear) that I am not _____ enough. In reality my life kind of went like this: I had one baby. Everyone was happy. I made innovative, ...
This week, there was a really lively and interesting debate under one of my Facebooks posts that was about getting rid of toxic friendships. I think that this post resonated with so many of us, which is why I felt so compelled to share it on my page. And it is funny. I decided, just ...
Hello, and greetings from my next decade. I have been so quiet on here, but that was because as a present to myself (a.k.a. a promise made to my husband and J) I gave myself a few days off of work. I'm back. And I am a little nervous. There is so much that I want to ...
I was going to make the title of this post "Guilt." but something about that felt vaguely familiar to me. So I did a quick search and exactly one month ago, on February 3, I wrote an entire post about guilt. At that point my guilt was centered around the pressure I was putting on ...
I am prepared. I am used to many of my posts being greeted with great warmth and empathy. "I feel exactly the same way!" I hear. But I don't think that this will be that kind of post; it is going to be a different post. An unpopular post. And that is OK. I am writing in support of the snow ...
In the classic love stories section of your local bookstore, you will undoubtedly find the tale of Becca and her beloved kale shakes. We courted, we fought, we divorced, we reconciled, and now we are an old married couple. In fact, we spend every night together. But, because I am not a chef, nor am I a ...
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