Dear Mom Guilt, Listen…you’ve been there for me since the very beginning. Right from the time I poured myself a glass of third-trimester/doctor approved wine you’ve been hanging around. Remember the time I was pregnant and had a hankering for soft, unpasteurized cheese? You made sure I knew you were there for me. The first time I…
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This Woman’s Work
When my first son was a baby, just learning to goo and gaa and blow little baby raspberries, he would look at me all goo-goo eyed and say: “Dada” “Mama” I would say to him, making sure to enunciate. “Maaa-Maaaa”. He would bobble his giant baby head and smile and say, yet again, “Dada”. I’d…
I Just Sat Down! (And Other Examples of Parent’s Law)
On any given day, I spend what feels like ten hours a day in the kitchen. Washing, chopping, buttering, wiping, stirring and attempting not to burn myself with the torn oven mitt I keep meaning to replace. Organizing, folding, standing in front of the refrigerator trying to remember what it was I came to get. Whatever…
Thanks for the Memories
In the midst of searching for something the other day, a medical record or a tax form or some other piece of the paperwork puzzle of adulthood, I came across a box of old photographs. There is something magical about sifting through old photos, from the black and white snapshots of my grandparents to the…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 