My Oldest Turns 14 (and He’s Doing Just Fine)
My oldest boy turns 14 today and he’s not a total shit.* This tells you so much. Like the fact that we sort of curse openly here. I never would … Continue reading
May 14, 2021 · 9 Comments
Melancholic Birthday Girl, Carry On
I’m a melancholic birthday girl, and it shows. I think my kids picked up on the impending doom of my birthday and my sad-sack state, because they were straight up punks for the week … Continue reading
February 28, 2015 · 25 Comments
The Twins Turn Six (from the Basement Tapes)
Again and again this year I found myself beginning posts I never finished or finishing posts I never polished enough to post. So they’ve sat half-lost in a virtual notepad, … Continue reading
December 20, 2014 · 10 Comments
On Aging, In Honor of the Seven Women Who Live Inside Me
It happened slowly… and all at once. Last week I was 29 with a rounded, peach-skinned face that I disliked for its pudginess, and BAM! It’s fifteen years later and … Continue reading
March 14, 2014 · 26 Comments
jen groeber: mama art 