Her

Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the things I miss out on by being a parent. The places I can’t go, the events I miss. Boyfriends have told me they love me, but not the fact that I’m a mother, as if one has nothing to do without the other.…Continue Reading

Barbie girl

Predictably, my request for a Barbie free Christmas was met with protest and indignation, though well meaning. It seems my political agenda is preventing my daughter from having the well-rounded girl’s childhood marketer’s intended. It’s only a doll, after all. And yes, I do let my daughter have other “girly”…Continue Reading