Those Blue Paper Pants
Blue paper pants. You know, the huge ones with the weird, recycled-looking waffle texture, they swish really loudly when you…
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Blue paper pants. You know, the huge ones with the weird, recycled-looking waffle texture, they swish really loudly when you…
Continue ReadingMy son's 3-year well-child visit was with a new doctor at a new office due to our previous pediatrician being…
Continue ReadingWhen I see the clock reach 7 p.m. on my living room wall, a burst of energy shoots through me…
Continue Reading“Mama, I wish I was in eighth grade,” my sweet first-grader said to me as she sat at the kitchen…
Continue ReadingI thought I knew about the world. I thought I knew myself. I thought I knew my marriage. I had…
Continue ReadingI had my first baby at 17. I heard the whispers. I was “just like my mother.” I married young—again,…
Continue ReadingIt started when I packed away the last of his bottles to sell online. It was the moment I realized…
Continue ReadingMama, you look like Jesus when . . . You’re wiping down the high chair for the third time today.…
Continue ReadingTo my Poppy, Even though we never met I can clearly picture you. I can see my dimples in your…
Continue ReadingMy parents bought me a beautiful Mediterranean-style, hope chest for Christmas that year, and I began saving juice glasses from…
Continue ReadingYou know the scenario. The one where she hurls accusations and insults you know aren’t true, but they still sting…
Continue ReadingHey, mom. Yes, you. You don't have to have it all together. I know. That's crazy right? We're moms. We're…
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