In the Dark

Middle school science never prepared me for managing a 5-year old in existential crisis.


My mind has been consumed lately by zombies. Not literally (obviously). But I find myself wondering, in various situations and locations throughout my day… … what would I do if zombies attacked right now? I’m on the trampoline jumping with my kids trying to ascertain whether or not I’m strong and agile enough to yank…

The one where I cry in the Trader Joe’s parking lot.

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]DUDE. Welcome to Tuesday. Hope yours is going smashing-ly. For me, this was day TWO of slugging it out with some pretty horrific fear demons – a collective term for all of those terrifying thoughts like¬†you’re never going to make it… you’re a shit writer… nobody cares what you have to say… you’re…


Last Monday, I awoke to find two children that I didn’t recognize, nor understand.

The Madness

Sometimes, it dawns on me anew that this motherhood journey is technically never going to end, and it scares the shit out of me.