I didn’t realize until we finally adopted one of our own why every family needs a dog. They’re the ultimate pet for fun, protection and love.
The excitement is palpable. I am preparing for the arrival of someone else’s “babies”. In blending our families, the bulge is in my heart, not my belly.
We live in a world where boys can wear their mother’s heels and it’s encouraged. Unless they identify as trans. Then it means they’re confused.
It’s my fourteenth wedding anniversary and it’s starting to feel pretty bland. I miss sex but my husband doesn’t. Is a marriage without chemistry worth it?
I always knew the day would come when my boys would ask about my parents, but it’s hard to prepare for the questions that will come from their tiny mouths.