I walked through the streets lauded with aplomb. Smiles and shouts of “brava!” and “bravissima!” echoed across the cobblestone, to the extent that I worried my 6-month-old might let it go to her head. Read the rest of this gem…
I thought sincerely about hyperventilating before realizing that’s only something that people with legit, diagnosed claustrophobia might do. Read the rest of this gem…
I didn’t want to say anything about it, but it’s like she knows. Read the rest of this gem…
It’s like there’s an invader in our home.
At least, that’s what the dogs think. Read the rest of this gem…
Three months ago I would’ve told you with the naive confidence of someone who knows absolutely nothing that I was expecting to deliver this kid a few weeks ahead of my prospective due date, which happens to be today, and that by now I’d be adjusting to motherhood while contentedly sipping a summer mojito next to a quietly sleeping infant and a value pack of alcohol test strips for breast milk. Read the rest of this gem…
“Don’t call me Mama.”
I smiled when I said it, but I looked him directly in the eye so he would know I was serious.
Justin, seated next to me, shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Read the rest of this gem…
The other day I experienced the kind of validation that comes rarely in life, when you least expect it and, unfortunately, during a time when you really don’t need it. Read the rest of this gem…
He swirled the glass with sophisticated aplomb. The confidence of typical tasting room sommeliers was evident, but he lacked the industry-standard arrogance I’d come to expect in these situations: Me, the ignorant, fangirl neophyte, vs. Michael, the haughty, studied vintner. Read the rest of this gem…
Once upon a time, I yodeled proclamations across the vastness of the internet — pronouncements about determination and accountability and about being a writer. Read the rest of this gem…
One-by-one my sister’s wedding guests threw themselves into the Caribbean sea. I panicked for a moment while my body adjusted to the pull of the large flippers on my feet, the salty seawater in my mouth. Read the rest of this gem…