most women are superheroes. that’s not an overestimation. in fact when it comes to their children, to their families, most women take extraordinary measures on ordinary days.
where the bridge called my back bends
in the tenets of sexism there lies one essential lie – women are less than. every time a woman no matter her color, creed, religion, or bank account balance pushes back she is declared even more loudly to be – less than.
i don’t get many moments when my kid will stand still. the great pictures i do get share come at high cost as most moms of boys know. they move full steam ahead no cares about what steam you’re at or even if you have steam. they are ready to go!
i took my son to a halloween party. i was so taken by the blatant joy of all the little boys in attendance i nearly fell in my chair. i wanted to lock them up in that moment when it seemed nothing could touch them…not even disappointment.
this “new” norm makes me retch
my son is ten. yet he has been alive when 5 of the 10 deadliest mass shootings in modern U.S. history occurred. he remembers what happened at fort hood, at sandy hook, in orlando, san bernadino, and now las vegas.
You Need To Stop Playing and Go Buy You a Bikini! #NoMoreMomSuits
Stop believing the advertisers. They lying to you. I know this because they also lie to me. That print copy was meant to get you to buy that ugly swimsuit by feeding into the running narrative that once you’ve dropped a kid or more your body is no longer desirable and therefore, should be hidden.
Trauma: What A.D.D. Is Not
Because inattentiveness, poor impulse management, and hyperactivity are also cornerstone symptoms for Attention Deficit Disorder, many children navigating trauma are diagnosed with A.D.D. inappropriately.
It’s Only Funny If You Laugh: On Asthma, Rain, Burnt Popcorn, and Scouting
My son has asthma. It rains. Umbrellas break. Popcorn burns. Appointments cancel. Maybe these things don’t always converge on the exact same day but shit happens.
Asthma, Parenting, and Living Fearfree
I was not about to become a victim. I was not about to allow my son to become a victim. I didn’t want him to look out over his life and think that he was limited because he had a diagnosis of asthma.
auto repair and the single mom
i was minding my own business going about the errands and excitement of a regular saturday full of karate classes and community service when suddenly my steering wheel started to creak and my wheels started to moan. i immediately thought to myself, ‘ain’t nobody got time for that.’ but the more i drove the more…