two – Confessions of an Unconventional Southern Belle

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What Makes A Mother?

Despite having a son for two and a half years, it still catches me off guard when someone wishes me “Happy Mother’s Day.” Maybe it’s because until I had my son, I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to be a mother. Or maybe it’s because since he’s so young I feel like I have not yet earned the right…

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Saving Myself from Food Snobbery

As if working out intensely for five days a week and wearing a size 2 was not good enough, I was determined to “get ripped.” I had finally overcome my fear of the scale and felt content with weighing an average of 7 more pounds since before I got pregnant with my son a few years ago. I looked smaller,…

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An Ode to the Old Diva Who Called Out My Kid

My little trouble maker For the older woman who called out my kid as I waited patiently for my phone to get fixed: “I wish that kid would shut up” she said. As he yelled happily and sporadically ran. “I wish you would remember what it is like to have a child who is two.” Then she had the nerve…