You guys. It is the last day of school. I don't even know what to do with all these crazy feels I'm having. The curly baby you see here just happily skipped all the way to her LAST day as a first grader. And here's what I wanted to tell her before she joyfully bounced into line with her other classmates...Read More
So, in the tradition of all good American educational institutions, Audrey's school sends home scholastic book orders about every 2 weeks. Ok, maybe it's not quite that often, but it sure feels like it. And in these book orders, they offer such literary treasures as...Read More
I remember the distinct moment in which THE thought descended into my brain. “You might completely lose yourself. You might lose your joy, your humor, your marriage, your motherhood… your very identity.” My hands trembled as I realized this simple thought could very easily become reality. My present stage in life was akin to me dangling from the edge of a cliff with only my pinky finger anchoring my body from a total free-fall to the depths below.Read More
Friends, I give you the story behind the concealer on the stairwell railing: No, I was not sitting on the ledge doing my make up. Here's how mornings at my house have historically gone...Read More
...it’s really really tempting to go ahead and state the obvious: it’s hot and we’re all sweating out our eyeballs. I showered with a congregation of cockroaches this morning. Everything smells terrible, including me!
But what purpose does that serve? It doesn’t change anything for those who were already thinking those things, and for those who were actually focused on the task at hand, now they’re distracted by these tiny "problems" instead.
Once I was on a team leading a youth camp in a small village between Moscow and St. Petersburg. We were in the middle of nowhere, on a lake, and...Read More
Fellow mommas, let's just all take a deep breath and a hot second to collect ourselves. Because life can be crazy. I mean, truly, undeniably, crazy. So many of us are running here and there with pickups and drop offs and making lunches and throwing dinner in the crockpot, and making appointments while the baby screams in our ear and the toddler spills Cheerios. Again. I know because I'm right there with you. And being in the midst of all this chaos can...Read More
It’s no secret that I love Adele. I just can’t help it. We bought her album, 25, when it first came out on vinyl, and it’s been the soundtrack to countless dance parties, girl nights, and at-home-date-nights in our house. After her acceptance speech...Read More
Dear Tired Mom: I see you, and you are beautiful. Yes, BEAUTIFUL, even with no makeup, no shower, and wearing your stained T-shirt and yoga pants. I see you feeling buried alive under the mountains of laundry and piles of dirty dishes. I see you working hard from sunup ’til sundown, with little or nothing to show for it. I see you on call all through the night, chasing away...Read More