Mr. Dad

Dear Friends, Where do I begin? Often, it's something like, "Hi, I'm Becca? I'm fine, thank you! What do I do? Well, I'm an author. And a blogger. Except, I haven't really blogged..." (at least this is what I have been saying in my head.) I owe you so many things right now. Stories. Updates. Explanations. They're all coming. You ...

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 ...

My five favorite things

Yesterday, over on Instagram, I posted a story in which I asked an honest question and for which I wanted an honest answer: despite the fact that most of my posts address serious topics, how would you feel about a post about beauty/self-care products? I, personally, love learning what other people use and love, but I wanted to ...

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 ...

The Hardest Post

This post - titled, "The Hardest Post I've Ever Written," was originally published on here on February 24, 2014: on my son's four-month-birthday.  That means, of course, that this was written at exactly four months postpartum, for me. I am re-posting this, today, to give context to some of what is to come; some of what ...

What do you see?

Brown bear, brown bear, what do you see?  I cannot tell you how many times I have said that line, whether it was in reading a bedtime story to my children, teaching a "Baby and Me" or an after school theatre program in my former life as a teacher, or in creating a curriculum aimed at building confidence ...

a squeeze kiss and ice cream trucks.

In August, I told my son about the fact that I'd had severe postpartum depression after he was born. I did not use those words, of course; rather, I told him that "I got a little sad" and he understood it and did not understand it and it was a pretty good balance. In January, my book came out and I ...

At peace

I thought of something, today. Something that I do not think you know about me: when I feel most at peace. If you were ever to ask me this question, I think that my initial, instinctual answer would be something like, "When my whole family is together under one roof, all safe and accounted for, I feel most ...

Mommy Gut

As humans, we are often told to listen to our hearts. We are told to pay attention to our "inner voice" and that its words should reign supreme over all else. There is an actual movement surrounding a greater effort to pay attention to our feelings, and while this is something that I would ordinarily get behind (and, in ...