Looking Forward/Looking Back

Be patient with me over the next year, kid. It’s the end of the beginning. Or perhaps it is the beginning of the end.

The Parenthood Express

This parenting thing—jeesh. At the beginning you’re just a tired little Mom engine struggling up a mountain of sleepless nights and stanky diapers, sometimes literally crying over spilt breast milk. Days and weeks which bleed into one another, glued together with a refrain of I think I can, I think I can, I think I…

Notes From a Train

Not long ago I was on a train to London with my son. As soon as he sat down, he reached for his phone. For a few minutes I let him snap his chat and insta his gram. After all, there are streaks to be kept up, Mom. You just don’t get it! He’s probably…

What I Need My High Schooler to Know

Dear Son, High school’s sure changed a lot in the last thirty years. Back then I used to think programming the Commodore 64 to scroll my name in a loop was a big deal…but I have a feeling the important bits haven’t changed that much. Some stuff is definitely harder (the omnipresence of social media),…