The box invites you to see Puppy Surprise make weird panting noises. It is not the sound of a happy dog. It is the sound of a dog mid-panic attack.
Dear Lazy Mother in the Grocery Store, Lunchables? Really? I heard your kid whining for popsicles. I saw you reach into the freezer and ask which type.
I think I’m failing Kindergarten. My pre-parenthood M.O. was to avoid the stuff that overwhelmed me. Especially school. Because math.
I’m sorry my body failed you. Protecting my children is a most fundamental desire—but we had to keep me healthy so that I could be there to see you grow up.
We may have been safe, but we were not unscathed. I felt the potential catastrophes around each corner. And in the shadows lurked the great What Ifs. The Could Have Beens packed themselves into each crack of my surface.