As a first-time mom, here are the things I wish someone had told me in advance — I’m 8 weeks postpartum as I write this. The little nugget is napping, and as mommas know there’s no telling how long he will stay down, so I’ll cut right to it. During pregnancy, I received all sorts of encouragement from women who had delivered a baby. While their words…

That quarantine dog just hits different. — I am one of the untold *millions* who got a dog during quarantine. Exaggeration I’m sure, but it feels like millions, doesn’t it? Her name is Perdita (yes! for those who guessed it, the moniker comes from 101 Dalmatians). …

I’m hesitant to reenter. Dubious to have things be the way they “used to be.” Because they will never be the same; and with that acknowledgement, I’d rather not reenter. It’s not fear, obstinance, or denial. It’s my spirit crying out for more. More depth. More connection. More layers. The…

#2 — You bear others’ disappointment with equanimity. — I have deleted and re-installed my Instagram a total of (at least) 10 times. Anyone else out there a binge deleter? I did this not just from a place of wanting to ‘unplug’ or to embrace the nomadic drift that has found shelter in our culture. You go your way…

Hold please. I need to process in solitude. Please remain on the line and a representative will be with you shortly. I’ve come to treasure the comfy respite that is my own mind. It’s familiar. It’s welcome. It has equilibrium & alignment. It’s home. ❤ When a question of significance…

With everything closed and stay at home orders in place, I would like to say I’m spending all my extra time on fruitful and edifying pursuits, like reading, scrapbooking, and deep cleaning my apartment. In reality, the majority of my time has been consumed by take-out and TV. And watching…

Enter: Seemingly perfect single person at a family gathering. The scene goes something like this. You’re at a function. A relative (a usually caring and compassionate one, I might add) inquires about the State of Your Love Life. You clear your throat. You’re prepared. …

Sometimes the little things give you the most insight. — It’s the little foxes that spoil the garden. It’s the little stains that ruin the outfit. It’s the little shards of glass that, when stepped on, prove the trickiest and most painful to extract. Truth is, most dangerous people we meet aren’t serial killers. They are your average Joes (sorry…

#1 — You Forgot They Existed. — So, it’s over. It’s been over (perhaps) for a while. And you’re wondering am I actually over them? I’ve read a lot of advice on this topic — how to know whether you’re over your ex. Most of it recommends readers to look out for the following indicators: You’re ready…