Why Moms Should Disappear for the Weekend
I sat in my jungle and methodically pulled out the tall weeds harassing my peppers and squash. It was cheap therapy and it allowed me to keep an eyeball on my five littles prancing around the yard.…
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What My Dough Belly Tells My Girls
My daughter couldn't have been more than eight the first time she came to me sobbing about being fat. Fat? You're a kid. You hardly know your addition facts. I was shocked at the language coming fr…
Things I Stink At and Why You Might Care
I have disappointed myself with my mothering too many times to count. I stink at a lot of things, these being the first on my mind: 1. I have a hard time finishing. I will organize my kids cloth…
Moms, This is How God Feels about You
The day was classically sunny and warm. The grass in the yard was coarse and different from what I grew up on. Thailand was always a breathe of sweet relief to me and my little family. It meant tim…