Real You

When Alexa Makes You Feel Old

I used to invite my friends in to listen to my Michael Jackson album. (And yes…this now sounds like a “back in my day, we used to have to walk 30 miles in the snow UPHILL to get to school…and GAH I feel old.)

Special Needs Parenting is Exhausting…and I’m Really Tired

He’s become quite the Houdini lately with taking off his diapers—despite them being duck-taped for better security. And his most recent escape was from a diaper full of poop. This is why special needs parenting is emotionally and physically exhausting.

Why Can’t I Be the Favorite Parent?

I know why I’m second best. I know that since I’m the one involved in the daily parenting grind, telling her – make your bed, go brush your teeth, get dressed, STOP jiggling my butt! – I’m the prime target for her frustration and anger. I WANT TO BE THE FAVORITE PARENT!

My Hair Has a Mind of Its Own

My hair became impossibly thick. I started getting teased in grade school as the adorable curls morphed into some curls, some shag carpeting.

Motherhood: Is it Worth It?

“So is motherhood worth it?” asks my colleague somewhat skeptically from across the cafeteria table.

He Took My Breath Away

Whether they are little or big, they take our breath away. When they stumble. When they soar. It never really changes. It never gets easier.

When Alexa Makes You Feel Old

I used to invite my friends in to listen to my Michael Jackson album. (And yes…this now sounds like a “back in my day, we used to have to walk 30 miles in the snow UPHILL to get to school…and GAH I feel old.)

Special Needs Parenting is Exhausting…and I’m Really Tired

He’s become quite the Houdini lately with taking off his diapers—despite them being duck-taped for better security. And his most recent escape was from a diaper full of poop. This is why special needs parenting is emotionally and physically exhausting.

Why Can’t I Be the Favorite Parent?

I know why I’m second best. I know that since I’m the one involved in the daily parenting grind, telling her – make your bed, go brush your teeth, get dressed, STOP jiggling my butt! – I’m the prime target for her frustration and anger. I WANT TO BE THE FAVORITE PARENT!

My Hair Has a Mind of Its Own

My hair became impossibly thick. I started getting teased in grade school as the adorable curls morphed into some curls, some shag carpeting.

Motherhood: Is it Worth It?

“So is motherhood worth it?” asks my colleague somewhat skeptically from across the cafeteria table.

He Took My Breath Away

Whether they are little or big, they take our breath away. When they stumble. When they soar. It never really changes. It never gets easier.