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Only Eighteen Christmases

Eighteen gets to be a gut-wrenchingly small number when you realize that’s the number of times you have to make significant memories with your kids.

This Womb is Closed for Business

This womb is closed for business. Done. Over it. That ship has sailed. My port is closed. How many more ways do I need to say it?

When Parenting Took Over my Marriage

Every new parent goes through that phase when marriage inadvertently crawls to sulk in a dark corner of the basement, hidden by cobwebs, grieving alone.

Only Eighteen Christmases

Eighteen gets to be a gut-wrenchingly small number when you realize that’s the number of times you have to make significant memories with your kids.

This Womb is Closed for Business

This womb is closed for business. Done. Over it. That ship has sailed. My port is closed. How many more ways do I need to say it?

When Parenting Took Over my Marriage

Every new parent goes through that phase when marriage inadvertently crawls to sulk in a dark corner of the basement, hidden by cobwebs, grieving alone.