When my son was a baby, he would stare out into space and giggle like he was playing with an ancestor. He has always had the brightest smile and the coolest attitude — until he’s hungry, then he becomes a…
I can’t believe I’m a mother. If you’re meeting me for the first time and you’re wondering how many weeks postpartum I am, the answer is 508 weeks. My kids are 8 and 9 years old and I still can't…
I recently stumbled upon a literary article about the expectations of mothers — and by stumbled, I mean, I googled ‘Expectations of mothers’ and that article was the first thing I clicked on. The article reports on findings of contemporary…
I sat up in my bed a little dazed and confused. For the last 3 months everyday has felt like a reemergence from the twilight zone. It always takes just a few minutes to remember where I am. Just as…
I hold my breath a lot. I noticed it the other day when I let out a big sigh in the middle of a conversation with someone. I don’t breathe regularly. I’m constantly holding my breath. Letting out huge sighs…
We wake up. We feed children. We clean house. We let go of our inhibitions from the night before or the entire week we spent tired but pushing past our will to accommodate the needs of others and ourselves. And…
Let me just be honest with you for a moment. I never imagined that I would be a wife and mother. I wasn’t one of those girls who dreamt of white weddings and long evenings in the kitchen. I…
I remember sitting on my bed with tears flowing down my face. Trying hard to catch my breath in the midst of a full out, ugly, loud cry. I was stressed, distraught and tired. This was week 2 of being a…
"Where your mind goes, your body goes" those words ran repeatedly in my head as each contraction came and went. Those were the words that our amazing birthing teacher would say as she prepared us for the craziest experience of…