Our sport fertility vehicle (mini van) serves as our thought bubble. At any moment it becomes a confessional, a counseling office, an advisory committee office, or an executive suite. Who knew that upon buying this minivan it would serve so many mental and emotional purposes for our family.
I have an amazing daughter. She is brilliantly smart, funny, and strong. She is quick-witted and confident. She got straight As her first semester of public high school, dazzling her teachers with her brainpower. She's a brown belt in karate and a voracious reader. Like I said, she is amazing. She is also beautiful...like frighteningly beautiful...like I freak out as her mother and kinda sorta want to lock her in a tower Rapunzel-style. ...more
The kitchen has always been a gathering place for my family for as long as I can remember. The women in our family have probably spent over half of their lives in their kitchens and I am no different. I spent countless hours conversing with my grandmother as she prepared meal after meal- three meals/day seven days/week and while she baked cakes and breads from scratch. I also enjoyed listening to her sing while she worked in the kitchen. Our family ate all of our meals at the kitchen table and, if someone had football practice or a meeting, we waited for them to get ...more
Once upon a time, I had an agenda every single day. Without fail. A lovely, strict schedule of what to do when. It served me quite well and I enjoyed it. I worked within its structured time slots with peace of mind and completed need-to-dos BECAUSE doing this left me with plenty of time for all those want-to-dos! Every day of this self-imposed, agenda-run life served me quite well all the way through grad school. And it continued serving me well until the day the first child arrived-a fact to whi...more
I’d like to say a few things to their mothers: Your daughters are watching you. They look to you as an example of how to be a woman, so when you stand around in packs in order to whisper, and gossip, and cut other women down, don’t think they don’t notice. Remember, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree....more
When I first learned that Miss was a girl, I was so excited. I had all sorts of thoughts about being a mom to a little girl. Things I wanted to teach her and show her. I remember some family members teasing that she would be "such a princess" and having a yucky gut reaction to that statement....more