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Dear Kennedy, Marin, and Stuart, Mother’s Day is tomorrow. Mother’s Day is not my favorite–for a whole host of reasons I’m quite sure y’all know about because I tend to...
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A few months ago, I was lucky enough to spend three blissful days reading, writing, walking, jogging, eating, and mostly gabbing for hours with four amazing women. (Before this weekend,...
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For the past few years, I’ve been a part of a wildly ambitious ward project that my friend, Lia Collings, spearheaded. It started out as a modest collection of essays,...
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“I started writing poetry before I had kids and was struggling with infertility. [ . . . ] Poetry became increasingly important as I grappled with the strong emotions of...
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If I’m honest, I was more ecstatically happy the day I found out I was accepted to school than the day I found out I was pregnant.
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As I was graduating from BYU with my MBA I got a piece of advice from the assistant dean, herself a single mom whose husband left after she put him...
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I want my daughters (and my son!) to be able to read about other women’s struggles. How did they go about deciding what to do and when?
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Today’s guest post is written by Caitlin. My first week of grad school ended in an emotional break-down, not unlike one of an adolescent who came to a new school...
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This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. That thought thrummed constantly below the surface, a drumbeat following me everywhere.
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I’ve been really enjoying watching the Olympics the last few days. The kids planned an opening ceremonies party on Friday night. They made “patriotic eagles,” red-white-and-blue strawberries, and Olympic rings...
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I’ve been thinking lately about how interesting it is that Mormon church leaders place such high priority on getting married and having children. I mean, if you’re a Mormon girl,...
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I have brought my daughter, dressed up and nervous with anticipation, gift in hand, to a birthday party where the boys will decide what games to play and what the...
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A year ago, I was living in a daze. I was spending most nights curled up against my 11 year old daughter’s back as she lay on her...
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“But PLEASE, for the love of God, don’t tell us that God hasn’t forgotten us. We’re not that small. Or stupid.”
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The thought of any inexperienced driver in charge of a 4,000 pound machine makes me very nervous, but anticipating my own flesh-and-blood inexperienced driver sends me almost into a panic.
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My neighbor Sheri and I watched motorists pass our children’s school bus for years. We took video, called the police, reported tag numbers, complained to the public school department of...
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Today, a guest post from Helen. I read a review of Rebecca Asher’s book the week it came out in print, and decided to order it straight away. One of...
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I’m drowning right now. I just finished up the hardest, most wholly unsatisfying and frustrating year of my career. Sure, I should be glad that I work in an air...
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My first child was born on January 5. The months between her birth and Mother’s Day were, um, let’s just say they were difficult. She cried all day long and...
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Why do we have such a hard time admitting to the realities of parenthood? This morning a dear friend of mine who has just given birth to her second baby...
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I just got back from a fancy schmantzy conference for educational researchers in New Orleans. I submit proposals every year and hope to get one in—even though I know I’m...
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I watched the Twin Towers fall on TV, my oldest child safely ensconced in her kindergarten class. My toddler was playing with blocks nearby…. building towers and knocking them down. ...
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My son Stuart turned 8 in February and was baptized as a member of our church last Sunday. (Children typically get baptized when they turn 8 in the Mormon church,...
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This photograph was taken by our very own O’Q, whose combination of High Dynamic Range photography with the depth of colour in this image express a both vast and intense...
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My husband had just offered me the deal of the century: one month, completely kid-free, so that I could focus all my attention and energy on writing my dissertation...
