When I played park rec softball in elementary school, we showed up for games in our uniforms, carrying our gloves. We all shared the...
My daughter will need so much from me as she grows up, but what she does not need is perfection. It is so easy...
I am the primary caretaker. I spend most of the time with him, yet when his dad gets home, he tells me to go...
Sometimes self-care sucks.
Back in 2010, my TMJ joint started deteriorating. I noticed it only because my bite was getting weird, and it was hard...
My three children were born by caesarean section. The first was an emergency c-section at midnight, and the second and third were scheduled. But...
Twenty-five years. A quarter of a century. That’s how long I’ve been stepping onto my yoga mat. For the past 15 years, this very...
I'm looking at myself in the mirror again.
I don't mean that in a vain way—more like in an "oh yeah, I kind of forgot...
One of the first connections my husband, Graeme, and I had was our love of travel. In the eight years we had together before...
As Father's Day and my dad's 77th birthday approach, I find myself once again in a vulnerable, sad place. For me, Father's Day can...
I had a clever topic all primed for my next article, but ditched it about five minutes ago. If I don’t vent this right...
Mother nature is hinting that the summer season is nearing, and that means it’s time for another summer reading recommendation list. This year, we...
Five years. That's how long we've been at our preschool. Three kids, one year on the computer, one year masked in a pandemic, and...
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Everyone was shocked when I debuted my new puppy on Instagram in September of 2024—not shocked because I did not always love puppies, but...


















