Overcoming Adversity

Hey mama,  I know you’re on the eve of a new year and a new decade. In 2020, we'll have Valentine's Day on a Friday and both the 4th of July and Halloween on a Saturday. How exciting!  Except 2020 is...

In the realm of parenthood, a spectrum of roles exists that mothers occupy. At one end, the stay-at-home moms dedicate their days to the care and upbringing of their children. At the other end, working moms juggle career responsibilities...

Divorce is brutal.  Unless the two of you are parting as friends and are 100% in agreement about everything, it’s painful, difficult, exasperating, exhausting, and just brutal.  Surviving the divorce process is a challenge, but it can be done...

A few months ago, I wrote a piece where in it I staked my claim on carving out margin. Mothering older kids seems to be a constant battle of “what can I make time for today?" But now everything...

Have you ever seen a boulder opal? They are found only in Australia, and form in the cracks, hollows and fissures of ironstone. The brownish, dark color of the ironstone contrasts the full opalescence blues and greens of the...

At the end of each year, I normally reflect and write down my thoughts of thanksgiving, learning, and sometimes regret.  Although I rarely commit to resolutions, I generally use the turn of the year as a mental soft marking...

Unprecedented time. Life upended. Interruptions and delays. Lulls. The new normal. These words and phrases have become prominent in our conversations this year. We grapple with the challenges of a pandemic and all of our lives have drastically changed —...

To me, that's saying that sure, my legs are essentially wet noodles, and my lungs kinda suck at being lungs—but, I'm alive. And my mind is still sharp. Well, less sharp after having two babies, but still... I get to wake up and spend my days with my two beautiful babies. I get to enjoy my relationship with my wonderful husband. This gorgeous state? I get to explore it. I get to taste delicious food. And I get to play with our two hilarious doggies.

Parenting or being a full-time caregiver to a child with a medical or mental-health diagnosis or disability is hard. It is stressful. It is exhausting.  Before I go any further, let me preface this by saying:  I am a parent to...

I am so grateful to the huge number of simple, quiet posts, "Me, too." The number is overwhelming. It should not be okay that the majority of women I know, of every age and background, have dealt with this. Whether they were raped, assaulted, degraded, belittled or made to feel uncomfortable, it does not matter. It is not okay.