If you ask me point-blank if I co-sleep, I’ll say no. Because I don’t—or rather, I never intentionally do it. It just sort of happens in the middle of the night. So, in my mind, I don’t co-sleep in the typical sense of the word. No, my toddler goes to bed in her own […]
The Weird Thing That Happens When You’re Done Having Kids
Something happens when you decide that you’re done having kids. And before you tell me that I might change my mind and that hey, you never know, let me stop you right there. It ain’t happening. We have two amazing, beautiful children, and we are done. Finito. The shop is closed for business. I […]
Can I Please Eat My Pickle in Peace?
As a married woman of childbearing age, I cannot eat a pickle in peace. No, if I casually mention to someone that I had some deliciously sour pickles, if I eat one at lunch in public, or—heaven forbid!—post about the fact that I’m craving one on any form of social media, the state of […]