Thankful for my Husband

Happy Thanksgiving!  This is my favorite holiday because it has all the wonderful traits of Christmas without the stress of gifts.  It's food and family and love. Becoming a parent has made me a bit sappy.  I have email accounts set up for my babies and I'm using them as "time capsules", sending them messages... Continue Reading →

We Just Want You to Check In

We get it... You don't have kids. Maybe you have a dog or a few cats, but you're basically free and loving life!  It's no big deal to drop everything for a fun vacation or night out for drinks.  You get to have date nights and romantic weekends away.  So why don't you ever call... Continue Reading →

“Mommy, stop working!”

Guilt.  The ultimate theme of parenthood.  If you're a working parent, there's guilt about not spending enough time with the kids.  If you're a stay at home parent, you may feel guilty about your financial contribution to the household or feel unfulfilled with the title "just a mom/dad".  But what if we could turn those... Continue Reading →

#metoo

His name is Karl.  I was 18 and it was the summer before heading off to college about an hour away from my childhood home.  We met one day while my best friend and I strolled around Buttonwood park.  He was playing basketball with friends and he went out of his way to approach us. ... Continue Reading →

How to Avoid Politics and Religion

​You hear it all the time - when you're gathering with family for the holidays, going on a first date, getting a drink with colleagues - it's best to avoid discussions of politics and religion.  On a grander scheme this means; don't talk about things that make people uncomfortable.  So how do we avoid it? ... Continue Reading →

He said, she said…

I'm sure you know what they say about opinions. And every mom can tell horror stories about some kind person giving them advise and how it made steam blow out of their ears. Probably every dad too.  So maybe this topic has been beaten to death, but I'd like to share some responses you may... Continue Reading →

My postpartum body is a mess.

A few nights ago, while snuggling with my husband in bed, he asked me something strange.  As his hand traveled from my outer thigh to my hip, he questioned if I was wearing "padded shorts".  Huh??  When I asked what he meant, he said, "Or like, Spanx or something?"  WTH??  Now, I've claimed my husband is... Continue Reading →

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