It was 99 degrees out when we visited Disneyland last week. Have you ever tried to nurse a four month old baby in 99 degree heat? It feels like your face is melting off. My chubby, sweet boy slid across my chest as his cheeks burned a brighter red than mine. His thin onesie soaked…
My son’s scream sliced through the din of the restaurant lobby. It was a four year old’s panicked scream, the kind of scream that makes a parent’s body go cold in an instant. Max’s tiny fingers were caught in the enormous door. I keep replaying that moment in my mind. It’s a horrifying, slow-motion movie. We were on…
Somewhere above the Pacific Ocean, three hours into our flight home from Hawaii, Max turned to his Daddy and handed him his string cheese. “Can you rip it for me, please?” he asked. It was a simple thing to ask. Having a grown-up start the first tear on your string cheese. We were sitting three…
When I was pregnant with Max, we warned our friends and family not to buy him anything “branded”. Our child wouldn’t be swayed by Disney. He wouldn’t need to know who Mickey Mouse was. “That’s all just extra crap that kids don’t need” we said. Then we actually had a child. And oh my, how…
Ocean City, New Jersey The Summer of 2012 I grew up at the beach. A beach a few thousand miles from this one. On an opposite coast. And yet when I dreamed of my tomorrows, they looked like this…. Our family came together a few weeks ago. They showed up big time. Embracing our little…
Oh summer. I usually hate you. Gross, sticky heat. Sunburns. Having to go outside. I know, I know. I live in California. So what? But this summer? It just felt different. I was experiencing it through the eyes of my 3 year old. And when you’re little, sand in your bathing suit is “AWE-uhm!”. As…
In the months leading up to BlogHer12, I pored over the internet in an attempt to find advice about what to expect. I wanted the truth about BlogHer. I wanted the outtakes. I wanted the dirt. The nitty-gritty. NOT more information about shoes, or outfits, or business cards. What I found were generalizations. “Be yourself.…