thinking about mother-daughter relationships


Ever since I was little, I imagined myself as a mother of sons. I suppose growing up with 5 brothers and only one sister played into this. Perhaps it was influenced by my tomboy leanings, my love of sports, and my preference for playing with GIJoes over Barbie's (though I had both). Whatever the reason, … Continue reading thinking about mother-daughter relationships

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Welcome to the decade of your 30s, husband of mine.


Nathan hit the big three-oh milestone and we celebrated by being sick together. Thankfully we are recovering and felt well enough to go out to dinner. This dinner was so fancy, I felt out of place wearing a slightly bulky sweater and still trotting around in maternity pants (they don’t quite fit but neither do … Continue reading Welcome to the decade of your 30s, husband of mine.