Dear Evan Hansen

#youwillbefound I saw the above hashtag written on a sign on the merch booth as I wove my way through the lower level of The Music Box Theatre, eager to get back to my seat before the start of "Dear Evan Hansen", Broadway's most celebrated new musical. As I tiptoed to my seat, the anticipation building, I noticed ...

This will be

It has been such a strange time, in the whole wide world, and in ours. It is too hard to write about the former, and it is too hard to write about the latter, so I will just tell you about yesterday. Yesterday was K's birthday! We celebrated by waking him up with cuddles and singing. But, then, real life stepped in. ...

I have to help myself first right now

I just experienced something very strange. I picked up my son from school today and from the moment he put his little hand in mine he was asking about his toy ice cream truck. This was the toy that he was focused on playing with today (not the school bus, not the microwave, not Peppa, but the ...

When it snowed

I can still remember the day. It was Thanksgiving, 2010, and my daughter was seven-months-old. We had given her a bagel to gnaw on for the very first time and she played happily on the floor of our small, quaint living room in our little, first house. And then, snowflakes started to dance from the sky and ...

Mug shot

This is a post about mugs. Yes, you read that correctly. More accurately, I guess, this is a story about mugs. I've recently published some heavy stuff on here, and though I always like to share the parts of life that are hardest (about "what hurts" as my main main Hemingway has advised)-- --and sometimes I simply post because I am fortunate ...

Walk the line

I stood at my back door after a stressful morning drop-off with my kids. I had been 1 minute shy of another tardy slip and so I raced to get my daughter to school on time and she made it. But it was tense. Anxiety seeped out from me; it was palpable. My kids felt it. It wasn't ...

I am proud

I am many things this morning. One is proud. That is not easy to write; in all honesty, I have almost chickened out of this post entirely a few times. But I am going to try. This is not a post about all of the things and people who are making me proud in my life right now. Let ...

24 hours

Motherhood is an amazing thing. It is magical and mercurial (and yes, sometimes situations can be maddening). As a mother, I can be rockin' it one minute and then cleaning up an enormous mess (whether literal or figurative) the next. In fact, it is this very spectrum that inspired me to started writing this blog 6 1/2 years ago; ...

Cake Smash

On October 24, my son--my precious, strong boy--turned three. I am so proud of the little person he has become. My son knows what he wants in this world and he fights for it (even if that is the entire box of MOREOS! NOW!) He is incredibly kind and he loves his family deeply... but no one compares to his big ...

Fear is

This week was a very big week for my not-s0-little girl. She lost her first tooth. She got to spot the tooth fairy scaling our bannister and was able to follow the trail of fairydust that she had left behind in our backyard. (When she woke up and I showed her the "photo that I had captured" she asked, ...