Like all good southerners, I memorized the fruits of the spirit (Galations 5:22-23) via a silly song at summer camp. (And before I get too far into this: Please don’t click away if you aren’t religious. I promise these are words that define good character regardless of who or whether you worship.) “The fruit of the spirit’s not a waaaaaaaaatermelon (said while doing a squat – or a grand plie if you want to feel dancy and fancy about it –… Read more »
“This too shall pass” At least that’s what the pediatrician said to me Tuesday afternoon as I stood in his office for the third time this week. Yeah, we’re overachievers up in here. We doubled down on visits to the pediatrician on Monday, went back on Tuesday, and then threw in a visit to another doctor on Wednesday. You know, just to make sure G was good and traumatized by the middle of the week. There are hard weeks in… Read more »
They said that motherhood would change me. That it would make me boring. That it would put me in a different stage than my friends. “Not me” I thought. I mean, sure, I knew some things would change. But me? As a person? Nah. I recently downloaded the timehop app. It’s innocent enough in theory – it scans your social media and shows you pictures & posts from the same day last year, 2 years ago, etc. Throwback Thursday for dummies,… Read more »
