My kids have 5 mommies raising them throughout the day. And no, we don’t have a reality TV show on Polygamy Central or anything. I have come to realize that 5 different women appear between 6 am and bedtime, and they all look like me. READ MORE
I’ve always been a thinker. By ‘thinker’ I mean that I think things to death, play out every possible scenario, and plan for every contingency.
This was certainly the case during the aftermath of the preschool zipper incident of 2015. READ MORE
Over three years ago, I started a new job; one I had dreamed of having for years. On the day my oldest daughter, Ginny, was born, I became a stay-at-home mom. As my job into motherhood began, I was fearful and full of hope. I felt blessed that I would be able to stay at home, since many moms are unable to do so. Luckily, I found that my new “job” suited me. It didn’t frustrate or bore me, most days. (I’m aware that being a stay-at-home doesn’t work well for all women, for a variety of reasons.) READ MORE
My eleven-month old daughter is a reacher.
She reaches for her favorite book.
She reaches to stand up.
She reaches for outlets and cell phones and electrical cords. READ MORE