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…