"I know words, and I love words, but I simply do not have the words to express my gratitude for this book and for all of the people who made it possible." When I wrote this in the acknowledgments of Baby Ever After, it was my way of trying to convey the deep and profound appreciation I feel in ...
Dear Kenny, As I leave the hospital, the place where both of our babies were born, and handed to us, and first fed by me, and diapered by you, I hit a sea of blue scrubs, all in different shades and tones. When I first pulled up this morning, for an early test, I thought that it would be like living out ...
Oh my. It has been so long, and I am so sorry, for that. In the past, I've lamented the fact that I feel like a fraud of a blogger, as of late. Yes, I have a blog, and yes, I have been sharing on said blog since June of 2010, but, recently, my long posts and intricate ...
resolute (adjective): admirably purposeful, determined, and unwavering. *** It is hard to believe that 2018 is coming to an end, and that 2019 is nearly upon us. 2018 was a particularly transformative year in my life, and in the lives of those nearest and dearest to me. In many ways, it was spectacular. Publicly, there were measures of personal growth ...
The above photo is a selfie that was snapped last month. The "It's All Good" note on my shirt was a little hopeful, but mostly ironic. This post is a little hopeful but could be triggering. Please be aware and consider this a "trigger warning." *** This is a post that has been in the works for ...
"Does that stethoscope really work?" he asked, his blue, marble-like eyes widening. "Of course! I am a real doctor," I said, straightening the lab coat I had gotten made for his Halloween birthday party. I'd had it embroidered with "Meredith Grey M.D. F.A.C.S." to wear along with my scrubs, messy bun, Grey + Sloan Memorial Hospital ID badge, and converse ...
This time five years ago if you told me that I would be the published author of a book called, "Beyond the Baby Blues" (or, really, anything!) I would have (I'm sorry to say this) probably rolled my eyes at you. While I am not rude by nature, I was 37-weeks-pregnant, anxious, depressed, terrified of my ...
Over the past 26 months, there has been a central character in my life story that has not yet been properly introduced. My home. I call it my home deliberately, and not just "my house," as from the moment I walked through the doors and stood in the (then) mustard-yellow entryway, I said, "this is where I ...
I have had the pleasure of spending the past week at the beach with my babes. We have savored our time here. We have enjoyed new things in new ways. We have eaten ice cream for breakfast; we have had nightly talent shows; we have chased seagulls, caught clams, gone on rollercoasters and stayed in our ...
This is not the post I set out to write. Which, in some ways, says it all. I wrote 3/4 of a different post today, about #honestmotherhood. As I was writing, I stumbled upon an anecdote I wanted to share, and it reminded me of some other stories and that reminded me of the fact that much of what ...
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