Lonely: Surviving the First Year of Motherhood and Learning to Reach Out

Pushing the bright green stroller that my mother had just given me, my 3-week-old son asleep inside, I circled lap after lap of the closest indoor shopping mall to our house. It wasn't yet 8 a.m., but I was already there, alongside the early mall walkers in their white velcro shoes. I didn’t know it then, but I was doing the exact thing that I needed to be doing for my mental state at the time. I was getting out....more
Oh Mama....  I remember that first year so well...  I was thousands of miles away from friends ... more

That's a Bat, Not a Cicada

In every marriage, there's a moment in which you get to be the one who is right. My moment came on Saturday night. ...more
As a mom and landlord I've had to deal with so many rodent/reptile/amphibian/arachnid issues ... more