Writing the good read
But sometimes you get what your mom wants When I’m looking for something specific, it seems I can never find exactly what I’m looking for. If I ever thought I was imagining it, today proved the truth. Wednesday is girl’s night out for me and Natasha, my BFF and Darling Son’s original babysitter. Today…
My Pilates instructor, known in these parts as The Mean Lady, is pregnant with her first child. It’s hard to watch her and not be brought back to my own pregnancy 15 years ago, to the excitement, the wonder, and also the fear, the nausea, and the panicked realization that I was no longer driving…
It’s easy to think nothing but evil thoughts about a former spouse or spousal equivalent*. You went into the relationship swimming in endorphins and serotonin, sure that this was so different from every other relationship you’ve had, from every other relationship that’s ever been. You were positive it would last for ever. And then, maybe…