Forget their one childhood: You get ONE motherhood

Forget their one childhood: You get ONE motherhood
“You get ONE motherhood.” When my counselor said those words to me, I froze. The skin on my arms pricked up, and I felt an ache in my chest. Simultaneously, I felt the need to drop everything and squeeze my kids, while also feeling the panic of planning all the things I want to experience... Read more »

Six secrets to six months of date nights

Six secrets to six months of date nights
For YEARS, my husband and I have “should” all over ourselves, saying how we need a consistent date night. We’ve reach our six month-a-versary, which is longer than previous attempts, by oh…five and a half months. Here are six secrets to six months of date nights: Simple: Dinner is eaten at home beforehand, so we... Read more »

New in '22: how the New Year's resolution is going

New in '22: how the New Year's resolution is going
After two years of so much “sameness,” I want lots of new in 2022. “First Times” has become a proper noun for me, and here’s my list: Skiing. We bought all the gear for three boys and have gone four times. They are picking up the sport- and themselves off the slopes- so quickly. Dog.... Read more »
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My favorite Christmas gift from 2020

My favorite Christmas gift from 2020
“And…scene,” I said out loud to my empty garage. We had done it: our pandemic patio pageant had been successful. (Take THAT, 2020!) While the garage door closed, I thought back to the first rehearsal, five weeks ago: how meeting in the garage with masks was a normal request, how I lost the kids’ interest... Read more »

What sex is to me (and it's not what you think)

What sex is to me (and it's not what you think)
“What is sex to you?” is a question that I heard on Glennon Doyle’s podcast back in September. My gut reaction was the physical act of sex, until her wife, Abby Wambach replied, “Sex is my spouse bringing me coffee in the morning.” When I brought this up to a friend, she said, “Oh, yeah:... Read more »

My husband's letters to our kids, post-long journey

My husband's letters to our kids, post-long journey
It’s been a little over a month since we returned from our long journey. I expected to have a moment of doubt, as in, “Whyyyyy did I plan a 19 day road trip with three children?” Although there were highs and lows, that thought did not cross my mind. We greeted every state line/city limit... Read more »
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Top 10 memories from my 10 year old trip

Top 10 memories from my 10 year old trip
Every year since I was born, my parents have saved $100. Once I turned nine, they had saved up $1,000. Just me and my parents went to Milwaukee, and I had to plan the whole trip and budget. I chose to stay at the Drury Plaza Hotel Milwaukee Downtown. HERE ARE THE TOP 10 MEMORIES... Read more »

Victory amidst a virus: a snapshot of soccer during pandemic times

Victory amidst a virus: a snapshot of soccer during pandemic times
As my son and I walked toward the field where his Jaguars were to play, he asked all the normal questions: “When will I play striker? Who do we play? How many on our team are coming?” When he heard that we had no subs for our 7v7 game, he raised his eyebrows in response.... Read more »

Planning a road trip during Covid summer #2

Planning a road trip during Covid summer #2
I am So. Excited. For. SUMMER! I’ve been neglecting laundry and my email this week, in exchange for road trip planning. Below is what I’ve come up with, and my thought process along the way. Our inspiration was Niagara Falls. (If you’re ever in the mood to sit a room of your family’s own farts,... Read more »
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The one thing I will never forgive myself for

The one thing I will never forgive myself for
We gave away our dog. Our Sophie. This post is six years in the making, because this happened in February of 2015. I will never forgive myself for giving away the perfect dog. My husband reminds me that she wasn't perfect: she had separation anxiety and she would scrape the paint and wood off of the doorways. She'd bark for hours and really piss off the other apartment tenants. Even when we moved to the 'burbs, our neighbors on either side could hear her. But she did all that because she loved us. Unconditionally. And I didn't return her unconditional love. I'd get annoyed with her scratching, her barking, her being in the way all the time. After years of turning this over in my mind, I'm realizing that I have a hard time giving unconditional love. If you don't do as the world expects or as I expect, then watch out. What the world gave me, right before we gave away Sophie, was my second son. The child that knocked me off my parenting pedestal. Nothing about him was or is easy. As it turns out, though, people frown on you for giving away your children...