Dear Bee, It’s quiet tonight. You’re asleep in your crib on those perfect pinstriped sheets of gray and I keep thinking of all the things I can’t wait to tell you in the morning, but you’re only nine months old and can’t yet comprehend the weight of my words. So instead, I think of what MORE »
It started the night before – the Mother’s Day mudslide of discontent. I climbed into bed with Ken, asking him if I had a present to unwrap in the morning. And his face sort of contorted in an exaggerated way like, “Yes of course I do – it’s your first mother’s day – this one’s MORE »
My mother and I have a great relationship for the most part. Sure, she sometimes bites her fingernails or chews her carrots too loudly – but I like her. I really do. And I owe her like crazy. Because until I had my own baby, I didn’t realize how totally and utterly encompassing this mothering MORE »
If you’re a freelancer like me, your local coffee shop might hate you. Because chances are, when laundry is beckoning and dishes are piling and you’ve got a deadline you simply cannot focus on, you jet to the caffeinated mecca down the road for a few hours of free Wi-Fi, fresh air and focused work MORE »
I read a fascinating study this morning explaining that children who bike or walk to school have a far greater ability to concentrate. I mean, it makes sense. Exercise is sort of the answer to everything, right? (I’m saying this begrudgingly, as I have very little motivation to utilize my yoga pants for anything other MORE »
As I’m making plans to celebrate Mother’s Day next month, I’ve been reflecting a bit on how much my mindset has changed in the last year. For me, Mother’s Day was little more than another Hallmark holiday, topping the short list of Traditions-I-Sort-Of-Celebrate-Begrudgingly like Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day and perhaps even National Grilled MORE »
Every time spring rolls around, I get the itch to update my home in small ways – fresh tea towels, a new throw pillow, a few scented candles. It’s the perfect way for me to usher in a new season and celebrate the small, subtle changes in weather. In that vein, here are a few MORE »
I’m going to prep you on something: this isn’t going to be a perfectly-polished post that reads like the author was somewhat sane when she penned the words. It’s a different beast entirely, one where I’m letting my fingers type and my thoughts run and the pinball inside of this machine bounce back and forth MORE »
Friends! I’ve shared many-a-list on baby registries and my own must-haves for those bleary-eyed newborn days (see here, here, here, here and here), but today I’m thrilled to have Beso.com spotlight my all-time favorites all in one spot. Please head over to Beso.com to see the full list and, while we’re on the topic, I’d MORE »
I went to college with a girl who refused to wear shoes, even on the chilliest, windiest, snowiest nights in the Midwest. She said she wanted to spend every day of her life grounded and centered and that footwear just sort of got in the way of that hope. And although I won’t be throwing MORE »
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