When I was 15, I spent a lot of time at my best friend, Caitlin’s, house. That year, we were inseparable. We were two peas in a pod, yin and yang, Kenan and Kel. Looking back, it’s entirely possible she just tolerated me, an awkward misfit only child with limited social skills and a controlling…
Mother Nature always gets the last laugh. You’re better off learning to laugh along.
Having kids is really just a way for me to pass down my sub-par DNA.
The love I have for my kids is so much more complicated and complex than I’d anticipated, and it often demands my own discomfort.
My husband and I almost divorced last weekend over a toilet.
Maybe motherly instinct isn’t really a thing.