Why Being a Good Mom Isn’t Good Enough

When my eyes saw those two pink lines for the first time, everything changed. It’s almost as if my brain switched to autopilot and turned off all “unnecessary” brain cells–you know, the ones that tell me where I left my keys and help me remember what I’m talking about mid-sentence and. . . Now, where was I. . . I …

When You Realize You’re “That Mommy”

There are moments in life that truly define you, life-altering moments, like that moment when you find yourself in the walk jog RUN of shame across the public playground because that little boy with the pants and big boy Cars underwear wrapped around his ankles, watering the swingset with his tiny manhood is your child. Before I was a mom, I had motherhood …