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…

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The Curse of Comparison

When I was a young girl we played a game called MASH, which was a clever adolescent acroynym for Mansion, Apartment, Shack or House. There were other options too, like your job, spouse, car, number of children, etc. You concentrated on when to stay “stop” as your buddy drew a spiral on the piece of…

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