A wild life is worth living.
Imagine your body like a living room. Pictures hung on the walls, flowers in a vase, photography books arranged on a coffee table centered on a plush rug. The gentle breeze of a fan tickles the flower petals and sunlight glints off the glass in the frames. Now, imagine a hurricane blows through your home.... Continue Reading →
Today is Ash Wednesday, marking the first day of Lent -- forty days of grieving our sins and performing penance to show devotion to God. It's a little dark to be sure, and difficult to explain to our kids without sounding scary, but the season is preparation for Easter, a celebration of our absolution through... Continue Reading →
I don't really understand social media, the internet, clickbait, or anything related to these things, but I have recently been trying to post more on Instagram. It turns out it's impossible to increase your following by only using the app to look at pictures of the Kardashians. I am decidedly not great at promoting myself... Continue Reading →
I don't smoke. I never have more than one glass of wine. I drink two cups of half-caff coffee a day, equaling one cup of regular brew. I don't get chemical peels or botox. I don't have any tattoos and I haven't gotten a piercing since high school. Sure, I seem like the life of... Continue Reading →
There is a big event coming up in November, and you would not believe the amount of mental energy I am expending on the prep work. My fabulous sister is getting married, and while I am focused on the gravity of the occasion and gaining a new brother, my head is filled with panic about... Continue Reading →
First time parents have no clue what they're doing. We're not even sure if we should be allowed to take that baby home from the hospital by ourselves, let alone raise it into a functioning human. Subsequent children can give a parent confidence to make the right choices, but only regarding milestones already reached by... Continue Reading →
It took me three births to cry the moment I saw my newborn for the first time. When my first child was born, I was terrified. I didn't know what to do with him, how to hold him so he'd feel comforted, how to feed him. I did feel an instant connection with Jack, but... Continue Reading →
This message is coming to you direct from my semi-reclined position on the couch, where I am comforted by a glass of wine, a cup of coffee (because balance), and a tub of gelato. "But, Kat!" you say. "Didn't you just say you were attempting to lose the baby weight a week ago?" Why, yes, dear... Continue Reading →
An infant can't tell you they're in pain or let you know they aren't eating enough, so the only measure of our success as mothers is what's in the diapers and what numbers pop up on the scale at the next well visit. My father-in-law once suggested new parents were too interested in diaper talk,... Continue Reading →
Twas a cold and breezy afternoon when Mommy felt a twinge in her belly. And then another. And another. Her doctor had been unimpressed with a half-centimeter of dilation after weeks of bouncing on a birthing ball and strolling the aisles of Target to try and move things along, so he took a gander and... Continue Reading →
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