Finding my voice as a mother

Lately, I’ve found myself wanting to write a lot about my daughter Madelyn. “So many stories to tell, so little time to write!” I often think. Gone are the times when I could write personal essays for hour-long periods without interruptions. Being a mom forces you to learn how to be patient as a writer,Continue reading “Finding my voice as a mother”

Becoming a mom made me love Mother’s Day again

Dear Madelyn, Growing up, I loved Mother’s Day. It was an excuse to draw pictures for my own mom, a reason to ride my bike around the neighborhood and find freshly picked flowers for her. I didn’t know that the flowers I picked — usually dandelions and Queen’s Anne’s lace — were actually weeds. MomContinue reading “Becoming a mom made me love Mother’s Day again”