I couldn't sleep Monday night. Of course, it was one of those rare and celebrated occasions when both girls slept through the night in their own beds. I knew in the morning I was supposed to be hitting the Publish button and I started second guessing whether or not I should really go through with this. As Curious George caused mischief in the … Continue reading Thank you
I had already weighed out my worries and concerns. I debated and examined each issue to exhaustion and I made the decision with Jim that if working part-time wasn’t an option, I would quit. I knew this was the right decision. But that decision needed a strong defense against my raging self-doubt - that emotional resistance that would amplify its volume at 2:30 in the morning alongside my teething toddler.
Things I've Googled comes from one of the standard questions Jim and I ask each other when we get home. Often, it's a good indicator of where our minds have wandered off to in the middle of the day and the topics usually make us laugh. So consider this part educational. Part oversharing. Part nonsense. Completely … Continue reading Things I’ve Googled
I am a fanatical list maker. I always have reminders and notes scribbled on everything from receipts to junk mail envelopes. Check my bag right now and you will likely find at least two notebooks in there swimming with other scraps of jotted down important thoughts. Yeah, sure, I also use the notes and reminders apps … Continue reading Notepads (and lists) are my favorite
Last weekend, we spent Sunday with my parents who live a couple hours away from us and for the first time, possibly ever, we didn’t feel the need to rush home. I sat out on the patio, read my dad’s latest copy of The Atlantic and just hung out, watching the girls swing and water the plants. “The … Continue reading On Sundays
When I decided to quit my job, the one question that continued to give me anxiety was, what am I going to tell my daughters, Harper and Elliot? I prided myself on my ability to divide my time between home and work and that I was able to demonstrate by example what it was to … Continue reading The beginning
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