I had a dream last night, and you were with me. I was in my wedding dress. You took my hand, and we had a dance, something fathers and daughters do every day at weddings all over the world. This dream was the closest I would ever get to realizing that feeling. Having one last… Continue reading In Dreams, Where I See You Again
It was just your stereotypical day in the life of a working mom. I was out running errands after work because it’s the only time I can do it without having to schlep a car full of kids. I was in Shoppers when I saw it, right there staring me in the face. Too bold… Continue reading 1993
I don’t want to grow up, I’m a Toys R Us kid. I sing this song in my head whenever I think about the fact that I’m going to turn 35 this year.
I finally had had enough. I pulled off my youngest twin’s pull up and said we’re going cold turkey. It turns out he was more ready for it than I was.
My husband and I are six years apart and this past January, he turned the dreaded 40. There wasn’t much fanfare leading up to it, mostly him and not me because I love a good party. I just couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t want to celebrate it. It’s a milestone that should be marked. So… Continue reading This is 40.