“Beau and Lo (and Lola’s Bows)”

(portrait courtesy of Emily D. Stewart, artist) “Beau and Lo (And Lola’s Bows)” Once upon an autumn day Baby Beau cried his very first cry Lola romped in the leaves, as she couldn’t believe Her new best friend had arrived. Lola loved her Beau and baby Beau loved his Lo In the house with the blue balloons With a chill in the air, and ...

Some days

"Is it whatsday or blursday?" Kenny asks me, not infrequently. Dad jokes abound in quarantine. Some days I roll my eyes and smile at him. Other days I roll my eyes and mean it. Healthy communication abounds in quarantine. On all of my days, I put a tremendous amount of pressure on myself to be a good mom ...

Two hands

Two hands. Sometimes, having two hands feels sufficient. With two hands I can tickle my son until he squeals. With two hands I can give my daughter a relaxing face massage. I can open most jars, clean up most messes, do most TikTok dances. Often, two hands feel like they cannot do enough. They feel futile; laughable; ...

Sometimes, the story just writes itself.

“Mom?” Belle asked, licking the last bit of chocolate icing from the back of her hand. “Mommy? Do you still blog?” We were sitting in the hard, plastic bucket seats in the single terminal at the Cyril E. King Airport in St. Thomas, and she’d just eaten an individual Sarah Lee chocolate cake square, after I veered her ...

lists of five.

Hello, there. Nice to see you again so soon. Look. I am going to be straight up with you. This just happened: That's right. I wrote a post, the program stopped responding, quit and did not save my work. This is now a test for me; a test in brevity. In my original version of this post I went into the whole ...

Is it dark in heaven?

This morning, after dropping my daughter off for her last day of second grade, my son and I were engaged in one of our typical drive-to-school chats. "Mommy, can you tell me a scary story? How about 'The Haunted Rock' or 'The Broken Elevator in the Toy Store,' can you tell me those scary stories, and make them ...

Motherhood Understood

Hey! It's been a long time, now hasn't it? I've missed you! And, it's been a really long time since we've gone deep. Or talked about boobs. I had the chance to do all of these things, and so much more, when I spoke to Brooke and Jen of Motherhood Understood, a place where guilt can be thrown ...

Their names

Ok. This is a biggie. Not in the way that some other posts are biggies, but in a different (and maybe even biggie-er) way. I have been writing this blog for over seven and a half years. On it I have shared my innermost thoughts and feelings; my deep secrets; my real-time triumphs and trials. I have even shared ...

What I want

 I cannot start this post without acknowledging two important things: 1. I have a LOT about which to write. I have formulated at least a dozen posts in my head over the holiday weekend (about gratitude, parenting my daughter v. my son, Thanksgiving and what it means to me...) but, for now, this is what is flying ...

Something Funny

Here's a joke for you: "Why is a computer so smart? It listens to its Motherboard!" *** OK, so I am notorious for being terrible at telling jokes. Don't get me wrong; I think that I am FUNNY AF. I just can't seem to do the whole "What is the definition of a sweater?" thing. See? Even that made no sense. (Just ...