
In Defense of Motherhood as Art
The most surprising aspect of motherhood for me has been my desire, often fierce, often voracious, to defend it.
Read MoreThe most surprising aspect of motherhood for me has been my desire, often fierce, often voracious, to defend it.
Read MoreHow to shower when alone with baby, I type into Safari. 21,500,000 results flutter back at me, a ticker tape parade of anxiety and confusion. My favorites are the forums, rife with desperation, spelling mistakes, and a slew of unfamiliar acronyms.
Read MoreMy baby was 18 months old when I joined Instagram. I figured the platform would be a way to connect with other mothers and…
Read MoreI have never been good with my hands. By this I don’t mean, “Oh, I can’t handsew little cat ornaments to gift at birthday parties,” or, “I could never make my toddler a homemade dinosaur costume for Halloween.”
Read More2007. I’m teaching at Stella Maris, a small girls’ Catholic high school in Queens. Many of my colleagues are nuns.
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