I swear if I hear one more mom say that to me I am going to scream. I am going to scream so loudly and for so long that I may permanently lose my voice. Which is fine, because anything I’d have to say after that would just be four letter words.Read More
I’ve been reading a lot lately about the mental load of motherhood. And I’m glad. We have got to have conversations about the expectations of mothers and how we navigate them.
I also want to talk about the emotional load.
And the physical load.
ALL OF THEM.
The MotherLoad.Read More
You’ve heard it, you’ve seen the memes, you may have even seen it on a billboard, a napkin, or the cover of a planner: We all have the same 24 hours.
It’s a lie.
It sounds good. It sounds true. And in the most basic sense, distilled of all context and nuance it is true. There are 24 hours in a day and if you live through the entire day you have lived through 24 hours.
Still a lie.Read More
YOU are the center of your life. You simply are. Your life revolves around your body, your heart, your soul. You are the hub of the wheel. And wheels don’t stay balanced with one thing over here and one over there - not if they’re moving as wheels were meant to do.Read More
If we didn’t want to escape we’d have no art, no music, no stories, and a lot less creation. And whether my escape is a Netflix marathon, a bath, a book, an album, or a night in a hotel room - it is valid and is part of living a healthy life. It’s not necessarily a symptom of a problem.Read More
I tried to move the cover. I took it off and put it back on. Eventually I begged this inanimate object to just please stop. Then I gave up, ripped it off of the tub and flung it. I got out, wrapped a towel around myself and sobbedRead More