Explaining Parenthood to a Non-Parent

The other night I used a sandwich bag as a makeshift glove to fish poop from the bathtub. As I did this, I caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror, and I almost laughed outloud. I looked ridiculous, ferrying fistfuls of crap from the bathtub to the toilet. If only there were a […]


I’m Drowning in Motherhood

I hit a wall, and I don’t mean metaphorically. I lost my patience, and I hit a wall with my open hand, like some kind of angsty teenager. I like to think I’m a fairly resilient person, but motherhood is not for the faint of heart. On this particular morning, the loud, repetitive shrieking of […]