Please don’t get us flowers on Mother’s Day. Tell us in a different way.
Photo by Marcos Paulo Prado on Unsplash For women, anger has been a no-no. We are limited in our self-expression of our anger due to the backlash of being blanketed as an “angry woman.” We take classes, read books, scour the Internet for ways we can exert ourselves without sounding like a “bitch.” For women, anger is labeled … Continue reading Honor Your Anger Surrounding Your Divorce
Let me be the first to remind you grief surrounding your divorce may last longer than you expect. Clearly, “Hurry up and get over this,” or “You should be over this by now!” from your ex are wielded like little arrows to retaliate. Maybe your family and friends casually say this as well. If … Continue reading Read This if Your Ex is Always Telling You to Get Over the Divorce Already
During this time of the year, as we turn toward gratitude, I want to offer my thanks to all the solo moms out there. You are a MF-ing spiritual warrior. I see you reading all the books about divorce, books about helping your children through divorce, books about how to heal after divorce. I see … Continue reading Single Moms – I See You
It all begins and ends with you.
(Originally posted on Divorcedmoms.com) After the dissolution of my twelve-year marriage, getting back out there seemed intimidating. But hearing so many stories of how so-and-so met their new partner online, I was hopeful – at least for the first few months. Luckily, I took some notes to help others as we find our way into … Continue reading Dick Pics & Unicorns: The Reality of Online Dating
"Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - ~ Emily Dickinson Five little closed-eyed downy gray chicks peep out of the nest a mama bird made in my wreath on the front door. For … Continue reading Mama Birds
As a young child, I would sit on the side of the bathroom sink and gaze up as she transformed into a black beauty. It always began with two squares of stacked toilet paper. She would stick the eyeliner wand in, stir, and wipe it twice on the little white cushion, making that black X … Continue reading For My Daughter: A Manifesto
It is with our swollen bellies and breasts, our mental concerns crowned as frailties, our mistaken identity as "just a mom" that we march into combat. Our underestimation serves us well.
It's that time of year again. Mommy blogs are flooded with grief over their babies going to school. And it's true. Some of us mourn as our children go out into the world. I am one of them. Five years. Five years - the time I have spent mostly every day with my little sidekick. … Continue reading Lars Isn’t So Little Anymore