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Finding the air.
Just breathe, my husband tells me (like, all the time now). Sometimes there isn’t time to breathe, I snap back between dishwasher loads and T-shirt folds. He’s right. I’m right. But when everyone is right… no one takes productive breaths. The last month has been a wild+wonderful blizzard for me here in sunny California. It’s…
Into the 2021…
New! Year! Although also kind of the exact same for now (here in California, at least). But fear not: Many of us are wiser, stronger, more awake than ever… aside from being absolutely desperate for a stupidly-fancy craft cocktail and fabulous dinner inside any kind of a restaurant that might have draping crystal chandelier things…
FAB = Free and Brave? (It does now.)
“A woman is like a tea bag. You cannot tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” -Former First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt Remember when I started this blog-thing ten years ago as an experimental, new media venture to stay creative, productive and cheekily motivate my new mom life into being focused-,…
You bet your biggest turkey we did Thanksgiving.
Stay home, stay safe. Alone, together. Stop the spread. SHUT.UP. I say this with deep concern and love. TRULY. It’s no secret I don’t write here much anymore… mostly because I’m too busy doing real things with my daughters these days. Things like: Supplement-teaching daily — because distance-learning is inane, unnecessary and ineffective (despite what…
Social Media Rules for Mental Health. (Because I said so.)
A previous version of this post was published to Mom.com on October 9, 2020. “Why aren’t you on social media that much anymore?” friends and colleagues now ask me.”Mental health,” I reply. They instantly get it. Prior to 2017, I used to throw around the words “mental health” as a respectful yet passive casual catchphrase…
10 Years of Mom Blog. (Am I pregnant again?)
Ten years. One hundred and twenty months. Five hundred and twenty weeks. Three thousand, six hundred and fifty days. Eighty seven thousand, six hundred hours. Five million and two hundred fifty-six thousand minutes. (Did I do that math right? Blame distance learning.) To be less poetic about it: I’ve officially been a mom — and…
