I know that I never appreciated my mother fully until I had children. If I’m really owning my embarrassing shortcomings I have to admit that even now I take her for granted. And I should know better because I know how awful it is to work the hardest I’ve ever worked and stress the most I’ve […] Read more…
For our third date my husband treated me to a home-cooked meal at his house. Even in my twenties I was quite a foodie having worked in the restaurant industry since I was fourteen. So expectations were high. So surprised doesn’t begin to cover how I felt when he served me pasta with sauce out […] Read more…
Last week I had to make a very important pitch to a prospect. For the last eight years any major pitch has been made by me and my business partner. But this pitch I’d be flying solo. My business partner’s dad was just diagnosed with cancer so he is all hands on deck helping his […] Read more…
As a mother any time I do something for myself, personally or professionally, there are varying levels of guilt associated with it. Everything from peeing with the door closed to a girl’s night out to a work trip are all causes for enjoyment with a side serving of good old-fashioned guilt. And it pisses me […] Read more…
When my husband and I were newlyweds we lived in a neighborhood filled with other young couples and starter families. One weekend afternoon I went to the local home improvement store with one of the neighbors who was also recently married to her husband. On the drive to the store we shared our stories of […] Read more…
Today I embraced being danger mom. It’s like being fun mom, just more badass. It started innocently with me trying to be good mom. After months of neglecting my children because I’m studying for a designation in my field which means I’ve had zero time to be actively engaged mom the guilt made me determined […] Read more…
I’m one of those working moms who is always asked how I do it all. I’m not proud of it. It’s really just a testament to my ability to smack a smile on my face regardless of how insane I’m feeling at the moment. I think most working moms (and let’s be honest this includes […] Read more…
I need to confess that I am that mom who hasn’t left her children with sitters for longer than one night in order to have a romantic overnight alone with her husband. I also need to confess that I preach regularly about putting your relationship with your spouse in a priority position because someday, God […] Read more…
I hate shopping. I hate it so much that even though I am a high functioning forty-three-year-old professional woman my mommy still buys my clothes for me. It’s less painful to admit that than actually have to go shopping for myself. Because I hate to shop so much, I also have a hard time parting […] Read more…
I have loved Wonder Woman ever since I was in elementary school. I insisted on wearing my Wonder Woman underoos as often as possible (even when the red and blue graphics were clearly visible through whatever I was wearing—much to my mother’s horror). Linda Carter as Wonder Woman was my hero. She was beautiful, strong, […] Read more…