A few years ago I’m at this random Halloween kid party with my first munchkin, who happens to be dressed up as the Baby Stig, and I’m regretting my choice for his costume. No one seems to know what he is, I’m awkwardly stammering, “it’s a race car driver? Like in…
Meet my friend Ali. We went to school together way way waaaaay back, and she always had this glowing positivity about her. She was one of those genuinely nice people. More recently I’ve been following along her journey as she writes about food allergies and healthy living, and you wanna know…
The writer in me was hoping to have a title for this post that was full of pizzazz, or made you hunker down and ponder the beauty of the world from perfectly selected words bolded at the top of the page. But I couldn’t pull anything out of my brain beyond…
Everyone knows there are obvious rules in society – Say Please and Thank You, Share Your Toys, and Whoever Smelt It Dealt It – but as a parent I’ve found there are other rules that pop up after oddly specific occurrences. These are rules created so that you (hopefully) can start…
This past week we ticked off a big milestone as parents, though it wasn’t one we looked forward to (and hoped to avoid) checking off: the first time having to bring one of our kids to the hospital. Our littlest H-G munchkin, Cormac, had the misfortune of picking up a…
Hope is one of those tricky concepts. It isn’t something tangible that you can grasp, or learn its texture with your fingertips, or tuck away in your pocket to use on a later date. And despite its lack of physicality, it requires you to drop a lot of things before…
These days are long, and I am finding it hard to bubble over with exclamations of “YAY PREGNANCY!” as I wibble and wobble around with my big belly on less than sturdy legs. I am thirty-six weeks along today in my fourth and final pregnancy. I am full-term. I am…
Want to know what gets me super pumped? Messages that start with, “Do you think you could make me a…” or, “My daughter would love to have a…” The fun part about being a crochet and general yarn addict is being able to put that obsession to good use and…
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Here’s the deal. There aren’t many days that I feel content with my body, or well put together, or get anywhere near the feeling of being “lovely”. My usual look is wedging clothes on that kind of fit my little torpedo belly, showering is definitely optional, and I generally have…
Maybe I use the word “confession” too much, but this e-space of mine can be a place to lay it all out, or at least hint at things to see if others are in the same boat as me. Have you seen these campaigns around the interwebs? Ending the Mommy…