Motherhood is Beautiful Torture
Motherhood is beautiful torture. It’s worrying, from the minute you see those two pink lines. Maybe you have been trying…
Continue ReadingA Gift for Mom! 🤍
Tag
Motherhood is beautiful torture. It’s worrying, from the minute you see those two pink lines. Maybe you have been trying…
Continue ReadingThere is something about a toothless grin. Not the gummy smile of infancy, but the wide-gapped delight of a child…
Continue ReadingAlthough I knew it was coming soon, I didn’t know today would be the day. I’ve pushed it to the…
Continue ReadingI’m no longer the last person he says goodnight to. That’s a hard pill to swallow. Here we are, just…
Continue ReadingA few years ago, I let go of our Mr. Potato Head collection. I asked my boys to play one…
Continue ReadingIt was nothing as I pictured. Really. Nothing about it was how I thought it'd look, feel or be. I…
Continue ReadingSitting at a McDonald’s table in Charleston, SC, I looked down at my ill-fitting shirt and shorts. Stress had taken…
Continue ReadingThe local elementary school is perched atop an obnoxious hill. It is customary for kindergarten parents to walk their children…
Continue ReadingRecently, someone asked me as the mom of a senior about to graduate, “How are you preparing to let go?”…
Continue ReadingFor those of you reading this who do not know me, on January 28, 2021, at 12:20 p.m., my husband…
Continue ReadingChecking in—it’s what mothers do, or what I do anyway. I stand nose to chin with Miles and Gabriel, my…
Continue ReadingAs I was scrolling through my Timehop, I came across a picture. That picture was of my mother and my…
Continue Reading