Let Me Tell You About This Wild Child of Mine
I’m a mama to three. My first was deceptively easy. A calm baby, an easy-going toddler, and a sweetheart of…
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I’m a mama to three. My first was deceptively easy. A calm baby, an easy-going toddler, and a sweetheart of…
Continue ReadingI used to imagine my imaginary daughter and me in matching white dresses running hand-in-hand through a field of wildflowers.…
Continue ReadingHe grew up right before my eyes. My little boy is still just four years old, though, so I guess…
Continue ReadingI was made for digging in the dirt. I was made for jumping in puddles. I was made for Hot…
Continue ReadingEach day starts with your first whimper. The sky may be dark or the birds may be singing—every day…
Continue ReadingMy oldest son just entered the teen years and started high school this year. This was really tough for me…
Continue ReadingEach Monday evening, my son’s principal emails my son’s syllabus for the week. It’s a nicely organized Excel sheet complete…
Continue ReadingI am a white mom of a black son. There was no way to avoid talking about Ahmaud Arbery this…
Continue ReadingDear precious son, may I have this dance? I will wait as long as you need. It takes some time…
Continue ReadingHis legs, long and lean, seem to take up half the room, stretching off the couch and across the skinny…
Continue ReadingThree—the number of times I’ve been pregnant. Three—the number of times I’ve had a boy. By pregnancy number two, people…
Continue ReadingDear Lord, At the end of an exhausting and emotional day with my strong-willed child, I just need you. I’ve…
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