Quarantine, for posterity

Quarantine, for posterity

I stood at the kitchen sink sobbing at 2am.   I hate going to bed with a dirty kitchen and my kid just fell asleep. Nothing was accomplished today.  I folded clothes and washed dishes and kept my daughter out of my husband’s hair while he was working but I...
Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day

Boy, I wish I knew then, what I know now. I became a mom serendipitously. It was an accident, but that’s not fair to any of us. I didn’t accidentally become a better person over the last four years; I cried and doubted and failed, I laughed and persevered and...
SELF-HELP ME!!!!

SELF-HELP ME!!!!

I don’t read self-help books. I find them pedantic and patronizing. Same goes for memoirs, generally. I like literary fiction; short stories, if I must. I think it’s important for my brain to hurt a little trying to wrap my head around a story or concept. I want to...
Your Religion and My Kids

Your Religion and My Kids

“Creepy baby”“Hey ladybug, get out of the way”“Let’s get out of here”“Ew, get away” All heard by Christian children raised by Christian parents who grew up at this Christian camp. All full of piss and vitriol cloaked in the veil of a Jesus their grandparents knew. I...
Fuck Your Mommy Blog

Fuck Your Mommy Blog

There is nothing more infuriating than getting to the end of an Instagram post and realizing that it’s a fucking ad for some bullshit because you want to get paid to be an ‘influencer’.  Is that a job now? If my daughter ever tells me she wants to be an influencer...