Ahh the county fair, or as I like to think of it, State Fair Preseason. The mini donuts! The pronto pups! The animals! The carnies! The balloon animals! Oh the balloon animals. Despite my attempts to steer them far far away both my kids zeroed right in. They had to have a balloon animal. But … Continue reading Balloon Animals and Resiliency, or I Totally Got Schooled by my 5 Year Old
Tag: motherhood
Karma’s not Always a B
I'm kind of a selfish person so I've been doing this thing for awhile where I hunt down moms with crying kids so I can tell them some version of the following: "You are doing great. This parenting thing can be a total shit show but you're killing it. Solidarity sister, we've all been there. … Continue reading Karma’s not Always a B
The Smell of Motherhood
I think somewhere out there are mothers who smell the way I thought motherhood would smell; of vanilla and fresh baked bread and warmth. I am jealous of these mothers. My own motherhood smells like the onions of a thousand meals permeating cracked skin--a thousand refused meals prepared lovingly or automatically or bitterly depending on … Continue reading The Smell of Motherhood


