A year ago I was asked to do a workshop on raising girls for an audience of mothers with kids in the preschool years. There is lots of information out there about raising girls, but the books and advice really focus on tweens and older since that’s when most of us...
I want to be a writer. To put down words that capture the essence of something so difficult to put your hands around. To make the intangible, tangible through black and white and little letters and fonts. And I have so little time to do it. To write. Because I have so...
This letter was originally posted six months ago on the MOPS International blog (MOPS.org/mom). Baby Giulianna has her second birthday tomorrow. It turns out she’s not a baby anymore. All of the sudden she’s a walking, talking, foot stomping, independent girl. And she...
It’s not unusual for me to cry in the grocery store checkout line. By the time I get to that point in the shopping trip I am trying to push a cart weighted down with food for a family of six with one hand, while wrestling a kicking toddler with the other. I’m...
