Because Sometimes I’m Not a Good Mom

I found myself waking up today and repeating yesterday’s routine. It’s always the same. The kids always want a snack—you guys, THEY ALWAYS WANT A SNACK!—or somebody said something unkind to someone else, and now I have to pull my crap together and try to…

I Didn’t Love My Baby (at first)

I was twenty-seven years old and we had just celebrated our two-year wedding anniversary when we found out I was pregnant. It was earlier than we had planned but I was more excited than ever to welcome our baby girl into the family. I read books,…

To The Little Girl in The Mirror

Originally published in 2012   To the little girl in the mirror: In the beginning, I held you in my arms and we would make funny faces in the reflective glass until our bellies hurt from laughing so hard. Now a chair does the job…