Last night of summer before school starts and we went to the pool. It was beautiful and nearly empty. On the way home we listened to Owl City’s Fireflies, the song we always play on the way home on fun summer nights. Tonight it choked me up. I didn’t want
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...