You Don’t Need a Drill (or Even an Hour) for These 5 DIY Projects

Listen, I'm not afraid of getting my hands dirty. If I can change my own oil and clean up my own child's vomit, I promise you, I can handle a toolbox. But here's the deal. I really don't want to. It's not an everyday happiness for me, because... well... I just don't feel like yanking … Continue reading You Don’t Need a Drill (or Even an Hour) for These 5 DIY Projects

The Courage It Takes

There is a force unrivaled in social media. The validity of your relationships, the quality of your life, and the sheer recognition of your existence lies solely on your internet presence. In the palm of our hands lies instant gratification at best, and the source of our despair at its worst. Both venerable and oppressive, … Continue reading The Courage It Takes

7 Children’s Books that Teach What We Should Have Been Learning All Along

It's happened. I've officially crossed the threshold into grouchy grown-up. I never thought I'd be here, and wow, is this weird, but here I am. I am standing in my kitchen, throwing together what I can for dinner when I hear something ridiculous and uneducational coming from the television, and I think to myself, "What … Continue reading 7 Children’s Books that Teach What We Should Have Been Learning All Along

The Pigmentation of Isolation

Girl friendships should be so sacred. It is so hard to admit you're happy to be a girl, that you like pink, that you like Chipotle, that you might be a little basic. We've been conditioned to abandon what makes us pointedly women, if we dare demand attention for more than our looks. Drop your … Continue reading The Pigmentation of Isolation

Love Isn’t a Body Part

Today at breakfast, my son Felix sat in his booster seat at the dining room table, mixing banana yogurt into a bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats. “I love my hands,” he marveled, holding up his spoon, and admiring his chubby fist. He turned to his big brother. “What’s your favorite body part, Milo?” Milo, age eight, … Continue reading Love Isn’t a Body Part

Comfort Food: No Fuss Chocolate Chip Cookies

I am not a cook. I should be totally upfront about that now. My husband had a completely different experience growing up than I did. I grew up in a Puerto Rican household in the suburbs of Chicago and he grew up on a farm in rural Michigan. We bought paletas from a man pushing … Continue reading Comfort Food: No Fuss Chocolate Chip Cookies

We Don’t Buy Bread: A Crusade for Happy Eating & Gentler Consumption

As I sit to write this, my kitchen is full of the smell of mushrooms, garlic, onions, and yeast. God, I love the smell of yeast. Good thing, too, given how often I go through it. This morning's loaf is a stuffed mushroom and herb bread in anticipation of the bruschetta I'm planning for dinner tonight. We'll … Continue reading We Don’t Buy Bread: A Crusade for Happy Eating & Gentler Consumption

Forgiving Each Man Who Has Tried To Explain The World To Me

A Kind of Poem, in a way. I am writing this without thinking. Forgive me. Today has been a hard day.  _____ I refuse to give up. The first man to try to ruin my curiosity and my determination for a gifted love and remarkable friendship in romance was the leader in a string of … Continue reading Forgiving Each Man Who Has Tried To Explain The World To Me

All is Fair in Love and Trauma Bonds

Content warning: sexual abuse, physical abuse, self harm, violence I became familiar with the concept of trauma bonds at the age of 8 years old, and they became a reoccurring theme in my life by 20. In my childhood, there was a man in my life who had access to me in the mornings. He … Continue reading All is Fair in Love and Trauma Bonds

The Power of Gender Inclusive Language

Gender is one of the most fundamental aspects of our sense of self. As a queer feminist mom raising two kids who were identified male at birth, and who (so far) identify as boys, I spend a lot of time thinking about visibility and affirming parenting practices. I’m encouraged that gender inclusivity is a topic … Continue reading The Power of Gender Inclusive Language