More than just a movie for her fans, I think this documentary speaks to anyone raising daughters at a time when society is constantly giving us mixed messages of what to do and be. Dress like JLo but act like Michelle Obama. Dance like no one is watching—but BTW we are all watching and posting it to Snapchat.
A Letter to My Readers
Dear friends, There are over 1,900 of you currently subscribed to my email newsletters. Can you believe it? I cannot. I remember when I first started writing, I had to beg my family to subscribe to my emails. I wanted 10 subscribers to feel like this was real. And now? Now I almost wish my…
Frozen 2 Depicts the Beautiful Bond Between a Mother and Her Children—And it Made This Mama Cry
By the end of the film, the central theme of the timeless bond between a mother and her children was simply captivating. I am not ashamed to say I shed a tear or two thinking about my own bond with my mom, and how it will always be a powerful relationship between us, even after one of us goes.
TO THE MOM AT THE SCHOOL DROP OFF THIS MORNING
You didn’t have to make that connection. You could have ignored us or pretended not to know us. Or yes — you could have told me what you think of my son (you would not be the first). But you didn’t. You showed me grace and kindness and you uplifted me more than I could possibly describe in words.
Why Mommy Drinking Culture Has to Go
I remember, with eerie clarity, the last night I drank. My ex-husband and I were meeting another couple at Union Restaurant on Ossington in Toronto. I was so fixated on getting the server’s attention to order more wine that I could barely focus on the conversation in front of me. I smiled and nodded like I was listening, but I was completely preoccupied with filling my glass.
To the Friend Who Quit Me
There are no rules for friendship breakups. Ghosting someone is an easy out. No awkward talk, no hurt feelings. Someone just disappears.
Only there are hurt feelings. Getting ghosted by a friend is more hurtful in some ways because we get left hanging for months. Playing over our talks and actions, wondering why, and feeling so, so sliced apart by someone with whom we’ve shared our deepest, darkest secrets.
Good Bedside Manner isn’t Just for Doctors
And I went into the rest of my day wondering, “How is my bedside manner?” Am I being warm and kind to others around me? When I got to the pharmacy to pick up the antibiotics, at first, the answer was no… I think I was a little rude, in fact. But as soon as I made eye contact with the pharmacist, I remembered that this was a fellow human I was speaking with and remembered my experience with the nurse earlier. I smiled and made a joke about “looking as good as I feel” right now. I made her laugh and she genuinely said “I really hope you start to feel better.”
Maybe I’m Not Meant for #RideOrDie Friends
What if it’s not even in my control? What if this strange, perplexing game of friendship poker is actually because I’m not a lot of fun to be around? I’d like to shake those feelings away but it’s hard not to notice the maybe-my-invite-got-lost-in-the-mail to events and try not to take it personally. I know I lost a lot of my cool when I became a mom. Maybe it’s worse than I thought.
Being a sober mom in the middle of a wine mom culture is isolating
My first piece for the Washington Post is up!
I am a Sober Mom
It was all or nothing for me and I chose nothing. And if you have the same relationship with alcohol, you might want to make the same choice. Because moderation ain’t in my vocabulary. And I want to live to see my kids grow up. I want my kids to see a sober mom.
I am not an alcoholic. I am a sober mom. And this is a label I take pride in.
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