Expectations. They weigh so heavy on me. I want to be the best Mom ever, the best writer ever, the best wife ever, have the cleanest house ever. And yet… I don’t. Because amid all the expectations, I become crippled. Crippled by what to do first, or what I can do before the next thing screams for my attention. So, I’m a good Mom, and an amazing writer, and an okay wife, and my house needs about six maids to…
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Mommy Never Played
Mommy never played… until one day.
Confessions to My Kids #2
Dear Son, You’re 11 years old, and you’re already as tall as me. It makes me so proud of the young man you’re becoming, but also sad over the little boy who isn’t quite so little anymore. You were my first child, and we have learned so much about the world together, and from each other. You taught me about the beauty of a woman’s body – regardless of its physical composition – due to its ability create and sustain…
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Confessions to My Kids #1
Being a Mom is the most difficult, rewarding role. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
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