I’m a gardener now!

So, the title of this post may be slightly misleading, but I am going to say that in comparison to where I was at this time last year, I am a freakin' plant expert. I have never liked gardening, and I think it is for two main reasons: 1. I have never been good at it 2. A nearly debilitating ...

Where I’ve Been

Hello! Hey, friend. I’ve missed you. You look really cute today, by the way. I have not written in too long (though I did recently publish a new podcast and one with a cliffhanger, no less!) and so I want to catch up with you. I hope that you’ve been well. Here is what has been going on and why ...

Forgive me

Dear Friends, Will you forgive me? Every single day for the past week I have picked up my computer, opened it up with the intention to write... and then stopped. Every single day. I do not know what is getting in my way. I have so much to share; perhaps that weight feels crushing. Last week, I published this, as that was ...

It was amazing

"You never play outside with us like that, mama!" my daughter said, smiling.  "I know, love," I began. "I want to play outside with you..." She cut me off.  "No, mama. You did play outside with us today and it was the most fun day ever. It was amazing." *** I cannot even begin to count how many times I have written ...

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. ...

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 ...

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, ...