“Are you about to get your period?” I think the men who ask this kind of question just have not been schooled. So, I laid it out in an easy-to-read format.
Loving like a mother is simply defined by the object of that love. When you love someone unconditionally, you love like a mother.
Motherhood isn’t like the movies. As it turns out most of your friends will forget about you.
I waited. I didn’t call her out on her lie. I just cocked my head a little, looked her back straight in the eye and waited for her to blink.
Mothering is difficult. And it really is okay to not love every moment of it. But when you’re at the other end of the field, you’ll miss it.
A false alarm reminded me that this was just one of the uncharted and scary territories I was entering now that I was alone in the house without a partner.
I wanted Keri to have kids. Now. This very second. And for her kids to have the exact same napping schedule as mine.
If your daughter is heading to college next fall, you’re probably in the same place I was last year. It was my daughter’s last summer before college.
Never in a million years did I think that I would feel this way after the loss of my beloved beagle-shar pei.
When I faced going back to work after my maternity leave, my husband and I faced a very real and common challenge–how to balance household management and the mental load between the two of us.
“Are you about to get your period?” I think the men who ask this kind of question just have not been schooled. So, I laid it out in an easy-to-read format.
Loving like a mother is simply defined by the object of that love. When you love someone unconditionally, you love like a mother.
Motherhood isn’t like the movies. As it turns out most of your friends will forget about you.
I waited. I didn’t call her out on her lie. I just cocked my head a little, looked her back straight in the eye and waited for her to blink.
Mothering is difficult. And it really is okay to not love every moment of it. But when you’re at the other end of the field, you’ll miss it.
A false alarm reminded me that this was just one of the uncharted and scary territories I was entering now that I was alone in the house without a partner.
I wanted Keri to have kids. Now. This very second. And for her kids to have the exact same napping schedule as mine.
If your daughter is heading to college next fall, you’re probably in the same place I was last year. It was my daughter’s last summer before college.
Never in a million years did I think that I would feel this way after the loss of my beloved beagle-shar pei.
When I faced going back to work after my maternity leave, my husband and I faced a very real and common challenge–how to balance household management and the mental load between the two of us.
