To Hell With Date Night
I have a confession: I hate Date Night. Seriously. Hate. I love my spouse, but really, Date Night is just too much pressure, especially because we live in such a … Continue reading To Hell With Date Night
I have a confession: I hate Date Night. Seriously. Hate. I love my spouse, but really, Date Night is just too much pressure, especially because we live in such a … Continue reading To Hell With Date Night
My spouse and I had just signed our wills, a task that had been on our to-do list since I was pregnant with our daughter ten years before, and were so … Continue reading No Easy Way
I actively do not want to be famous. If I’m known, I want to be quietly known as someone solid, someone who can be depended upon, and as someone who cares more about outcome than about getting credit. Until my wedding ring became the Ring of Power, it didn’t occur to me that by marrying I’d actually facilitated this invisibility.
I used to do a lot of yoga. I’m not a naturally flexible person so yoga was a particular challenge for me. Not only was it a challenge to reach … Continue reading The Stretch
Nearly six years ago, my daughter watched intently as the woman I’d hired stood at my kitchen counter and washed, dehydrated, and encapsulated my placenta. Today I planted the remaining capsules … Continue reading Waste Not, Want Not
When the music started, I rose with the rest of the congregation, but I didn’t look towards the doors at the back of the church. I kept my eyes on … Continue reading Love and Marriage
Due to some discord in my community, I’ve been feeling a great deal of emotional stress lately. It kind of sucks, but it’s also provided me a chance to recognize some … Continue reading Dealing with Stress
“Mom, Laura Ingalls Wilder was wrong,” said my five-year-old one morning while I squeezed lemon wedges into hot water for the “lemon tea” he’d requested. “She said kids like drinking cambric … Continue reading Learning to Ask Questions
“Mommy! Look! Leaf buds!” “Mommy! Look! There’s mud on my sneakers!” “Mommy! Look! Crocuses!” My daughter’s oversized reactions to subtle signs of spring draw me out of my daily doubts and stresses and into her … Continue reading “Mommy! Look!”
Mommy, I still wish I could have one of those superhero flash drives. Maybe I can get one when I’m older. Sure, when you’re older and you need a flash … Continue reading Washing, Rinsing, Conversing: Doing Dishes with my Five-Year-Old
I’ve listened to some great shows in the past couple of weeks, and here are two I wanted to share with you: Radiolab – Galapagos: My daughter loves conservation and … Continue reading For Your Listening Pleasure
When I was a kid, I liked going to the doctor. I didn’t like the tongue depressor (quick gag reflex and a near-phobia of vomiting) nor did I care for … Continue reading On Not Seeing Doctors