It’s good to have goals.  It’s great to strive for new experiences, to grow your business, run that marathon, get out of debt. But it’s NOT okay to rob yourself of the little moments that make life magical in the process. Because when it’s all said and done, those little moments, often lost in hindsight, are what make up the

Sometimes at the end of a weekend, my husband and I will sit down after the children are finally in bed and simply stare at each other in profound exhaustion and confusion. “How can they be so tiring?” one of us will ask, and the other will shake their head mutely. “I don’t know. It’s just — they’re so little,

If someone suggests you go as a pumpkin because you still look pregnant because bodies are bodies and not spring-right-back-into-place elastic, you have permission to never speak to that person again. You, as bearer of children, have first dibs on the good stuff. If you wish to sit in the car to nap during Trunk or Treat, you absolutely get

Sometimes, I wish I had the body I had before I had kids. The body that wasn’t tired, the body that wasn’t so full, the body that was happy to do so much more.  “You need to exercise more!” I have heard time and time again, but the truth is, I can’t figure out when to do it.  The gym’s

Dear Abby, Help! We had a date night that involved the kids going to sleep over at their grandma’s house, and now we’re here lying in bed at a LUXURIOUS 8AM on a Saturday with nothing but the tinkling mews of the cats to gently awaken us from our reverie. You see, normally, our eldest (5) will bounce into our

We all have those names nestled deep in our souls — the names we thought we’d use, but for whatever reason, didn’t, or won’t. This is a place to share them, if you want, or honor them as little names that, while never used by you, are nonetheless loved. Use them if you want, share your own for others to

The big kids are at school.  The little ones are napping. You have…omg…a moment to breathe??? If you’re like me, you sat down today and realized there was this whole swath of time during which I could get SO. MUCH. DONE!!  And yet, I found myself wanting to savor the moment just to myself, a reward for a summer of

A playdate you didn’t really want to go to gets cancelled. The PTA meeting gets cancelled. Honestly anything gets cancelled. When you find a box of Cheerios in your car that isn’t stale. Finding a parking space right next to the cart return. Already-broken toys at the playground so you don’t have to worry about your kids breaking them. Your

Blessed be ye, o Mothers during these last days of summer, may ye not lose your minds over cranky toddlers, clingy sweaty babes in arms, and the knowledge of our own fleeting mortality intertwined with back to school shopping. May your schools all post supply lists early and completely, and never re-posting with a cheerful “oops forgot to add these