Diary, May 15: So very tired

Hello. It’s me. Dorothy. I need to write something because it’s been awhile since I’ve last written but I am SO TIRED all I want to do is go to bed. But if I put off writing because I’m tired, I’ll never write because I’m Always. Tired. We went to DC this weekend for my…

Diary: The sweater watershed moment

Sometimes I wonder what it is to be a good mother. And I think, “The ability to pick things up off the floor and make food on demand.”

Diary, Nov. 14: A mother’s prayer for sickness

We are flying to Portland soon with the kids. So, Nat and I currently have our fingers crossed that the kids will get sick IMMEDIATELY. Because we’re overdue. And if they get sick now, they probably won’t get sick when we are there.  This is the sick logic parents use; it’s very unhealthy. But this…

Diary, Nov. 7: The eve of the election

While I write this, I’m currently chatting with friends on Facebook about what their favorite part of the 2016 election was. Was it when Jeb Bush implored the audience to “please clap?” Was it when we learned that Ben Carson believed aliens built the Great Pyramids? Ken Bone?  Tiffany Trump? For me, social media was…