Category: compassion

The Last Pick Up from Preschool

Is there anything more the definition of kids growing up than the word “bittersweet”? It seems every time I speak with other moms lately, we all throw that word around in between tears and relief and gratitude for all that is happening.  I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT ALL THAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. We went... Read more »

Only the Strong Survive - FAKE NEWS

As I sit here on this grey, rainy day, I reflect on all I’ve been strong through. Alcoholism, infertility, anxiety, depression, IVF, pregnancy, childbirth, being a mom of twins, working full time, recovery. Yes, I am strong as hell. But that doesn’t always serve me so well, now does it. I’m dealing with work situations... Read more »

Can We Just Skip Mother's Day

I miss my mom.  She lives far away these days and while technology and airplanes make life more manageable for those we miss, I miss her every day. I miss being able to just go over there and hang out with her. I took it for granted when she was close by for so long... Read more »
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I think I have a problem with drinking

I get this a lot. From friends, family, friends of friends, co-workers, people who read my blog and write me to share their stories.  People say, “I don’t know how to start this so I guess I’ll just say, I think I have a problem with drinking”. If you were to look in my inbox... Read more »

In Sickness and In Health

IT HAS BEEN A MONTH. Our boy started feeling lousy and also somehow hurt his wrist. A few days later, his fever was spiking and at the urging of our neighbor and trusted confidant for all things kids, we went to urgent care. We had them both swabbed and sure enough, TWIN STREP THROAT. Twins... Read more »

Guns and the Definition of Insanity

I was texting with a mom recently about a play-date we are arranging and it never ever escapes me that I have this conversation now pretty regularly with other parents if we are visiting or they are visiting our home. This is not our parents playdate. Hell, our parents didn’t even know what a playdate was,... Read more »
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Sesame Street Forever

There are few things as timeless as Sesame Street. Few things we can say, “We grew up watching this and now we get to watch it with you too” some 44 years later with our 5 year olds. The Old School Sesame Street shows are a trip. You think you have forgotten certain things about... Read more »

Reflections on a Retirement

There are tiny grilled cheese sandwiches perched upon shot glasses of tomato soup. There are charcuterie and cheese boards and wine and servers looking cross-eyed at me when I say may I just have a club soda please? The lights are dimmed on a crisp winter evening in Chicago as people filter in after their conference... Read more »

A Pep Talk for the Fear-Filled

I am all up in my feelings today about something I’m doing tonight. It’s the first time I’m doing this thing that has been in the works for months and I’m nervous, fear-filled, insecure, excited, honored, hopeful, inspired, and well, a little nauseous. I want to back out. I want to cancel. My default is... Read more »
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For all this I am thankful - but mostly for pie

For the child coming out of an hour long floor hockey class proclaiming in all seriousness, “WE DIDN’T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO EAT THAT WHOLE TIME”,  solidifying forever that she’s my kid. For the child who acts like a 45 year old man asking, “DOES HE NEED A NEW ROOF? HOW CAN WE MAIL HIM A NEW... Read more »