Don’t go to the Mall of America 5-days Postpartum

This should seem like a given. The Mall of America is NOT for the faint of heart ever, let alone when your hormones are raging and you’ve just pushed out a watermelon. All roads lead to tears. Well, apparently I’m a sucker for learning things the hard way, because at just 5-days postpartum I made the…

My Love Affair with All Things Irish

Paddy’s Day is my favorite holiday next to Christmas, and it’s not because I love drinking Guinness (although that is true, but only while in Ireland because it really does taste better. #beersnob). It’s also not because I like throwing caution to the wind and dancing jigs while wearing my blazing green Paddy’s Day jacket (although that’s…

I’m sorry farmers…Daylight Savings Time is NOT your fault!

I woke up the day after Daylight Savings Time at 4:15am to a wail from my 2 year old. I could’ve been curious. I could’ve checked her out to make sure she was okay. But I didn’t. I promptly rolled over and put my pillow over my head. That’s not bad parenting. That’s Daylight Savings Time. Eventually…

In sickness and in…sickness.

I used to pride myself on not getting sick. I’m so healthy and full of probiotics and organic homemade juices! I would announce internally (and sometimes to the Jamba Juice lady pouring my health into a cup). Then I had kids. And all that awesomeness went out the window. You just can’t stay healthy with kids! Once…

Transitions are Hard

Ok mama…here’s your five minute warning. Your kids are about to wake up, and when they do, all things good and holy will fly out the window and be replaced with havoc and naked babies and Cheerios; so for now, rest easy and finish up that latte.  I wish my iPhone gave me five-minute warnings…

True Love

Her hands wrap around my calves as she pushes her head past my knees, peeking out in play as I pour my morning coffee. It’s 5:30am and she surrounds me with obligations I feel I can’t uphold. The weight of motherhood is in my mouth, my eyes, my shoulders. How can I drink my coffee AND play with you AND…

The 10-day Word Fast

Anyone who knows me *may* describe me as verbose. Ok…they definitely would describe me that way. I literally haven’t stopped talking since I was two. I love words! I love how they’re put together. I love their etymology and their cultural implications. I love learning new ones so I can dominate at Scrabble  … You get the point. I go beyond WordsWithFriends….

Are we there yet?

I remember being a kid let out of school for summer and feeling like the grains of sand at the beach would warm my toes forever and set me free. I can do whatever I want! I would exclaim to my friends on the bus as we high-fived our way into summer vacation. Then it…