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I used to laugh at that word.

Self-love. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I used to snicker like a 12 year old boy at this hyphenated word. But sexual connotations aside, it’s a no-brainer, right? Who doesn’t love themselves? I mean, we’re a pretty badass species, aren’t we? We work, play, love, live, procreate, hunt, gather, empathize, protect each other, mourn together, […]

The Anarchist and The Artist

In my teenager’s eyes, he was beautiful. Billy was a leather jacket-wearing musician with unruly dark hair that was as rebellious as his nature. His piercing blue eyes and his grin that was both seductive and mischievous made him every girl’s ideal bad boy.  But the thing was, his heart was pure. He was the type […]

To the Warrior Parents

A few days ago I finished Glennon Doyle Melton’s memoir “Love Warrior”. Her story is the type that grabs you by the throat. Each word consumed feels as if your own thoughts have somehow magically been transferred onto this page/screen in front of you. The power of her words are that they are unfiltered. They toss […]

10 months? 10 months.

Noah has reached double digits! (And no, I won’t be the mom who one day says he’s 84 months old. Math is hard.) This is his 10 month update. Yesterday Noah weighed in at 18 pounds and 30 inches long – long and lean! His dad is already preparing for Noah to be taller than him. […]