We are told about the village, and we live close to one another. Yet so many of us moms are still incredibly lonely.
What happens in a 30-minute timespan when you have an irrational 3-year-old and you’re waiting anxiously for the angry 5-year-old to wake up.
Death was all around me. The first time was when I was seven years old and the phone rang at 2AM, disrupting our family’s peaceful sleep with that shrill, non-stop ring. It was as if the phone was screaming, “Get up and answer this call, now.” Nothing good ever comes from a 2AM phone call. […]
“Just breathe,” I say to Darcy, my six-year-old daughter. “Look in my eyes and just breathe.” She’s taken a fall on the sidewalk, running in the ill-advised flip flops I told her to trade in for more sensible shoes. “I told you so,” however, holds little satisfaction from a parent with a six-year-old. In young […]
“Are you going to love me, even when you die?” my daughter asks as we’re making lunch. “Forever and ever,” I reply, quickly, as I have before, to the same question. She knows the answer already, and she’s only five. These chats have become a recurring thing. “And even when I die?” Her concept of […]