In the distant future, little O will take his first steps, speak his first words, and commit his first traffic violation. Most of these will be great moments. In the meantime, I would like to celebrate a few notable first … Continue reading
Barefoot and pregnant
I am Cinderella’s ugly stepsister. (The pretty one.) It’s s not an easy admission to make, but I can’t escape the truth. Since my sixth month of pregnancy, every time I try on my shoes I feel like an evil … Continue reading
iCaved
I did something yesterday that I swore I would never do. I bought one of those toys that lets you put your iPhone in it and give to your baby. This cuddly, purple, singing monkey will allow me to lock … Continue reading
Weigh in
Before I found out I was expecting, I had heard all of the warm and fuzzy things you hear about pregnancy — how you’ll glow and how it will be one of the most beautiful and cherished times in your … Continue reading
Standing as a family for the first time: The birth of Mason
My “labor story” started out with what I thought was the stomach flu. I couldn’t imagine being in labor even though I was two days past my due date, even though I had read so much about it, EVEN though … Continue reading
Asking for help
I listened to Amanda Palmer’s TED talk a little while ago, about asking for help. Hers was in the context of music and asking fans to pay what they thought was fair for the album, more or less on the … Continue reading
Mother’s day
I do my best to appreciate my mom year round. I also try to make up for the moodiness of my teen years—hey, we’ve all been there—by being a diligent daughter every day. It’s rare to go a day without … Continue reading
Letter to my younger self
In moments of profound life change, it can be fun to look back and see just how much we have transformed since adolescence, and consider what we might say to those younger versions of ourselves. I went a little further … Continue reading
Fixed and dilated
I blame George Clooney. Not for the big things like world hunger, global warming, and acid washed jeans. No. I blame him for E.R. reruns. It’s his fault for making me watch them. If I hadn’t been so intrigued by … Continue reading
Park it
Parks can be a mom’s best friend. The trees, the benches, the swings … the perfect place to kill a few hours on a pretty afternoon. Before you head out of the house for a day of carefree fun, though, … Continue reading
















