Momologues

Three. For some reason three was the magic number in my head. Number one was so hard to conceive, to carry, to birth, to nurture. Number...

My entry into motherhood wasn't sunshine and daisies. From the moment I found out I was pregnant I was scared. And I remained scared for...

It’s almost 1am here. I’m wide awake after cleaning up the vomit filled bed of my eight year old. I’m also pregnant with my third child,...

My childhood was filled with intense emotional and physical abuse. My mother was a single mom in the 80’s. My mother was mentally ill, ...

In a high school varsity hockey game my son in his Jr. year, was going for a puck on the boards right in front of his team's bench. He...

On July 4th, 2022 my husband and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary. Twenty-five years ago, I was focused on finishing up a work...

When we were already late, but I chose to squeeze in 45 seconds to run the vacuum; which coincidentally, is enough time for both children...

Driving through Utah on our way to Zion National Park, I keep checking my phone, looking for some bars. I can’t believe that our fate is...

I do not remember the first time my mother told me that God wanted me to be her child. I do remember she told me that she wasn’t able to...

My daughter lied. My sweet, quiet, honest (wasn’t she?!) daughter lied. And not just a little lie, but a big one - the kind with real...

My last month of pregnancy I was wondering where my friends were. Busy with their business and not inviting me their fun. I guess due to...

You’re getting fat. What are you pregnant? I smiled, having known that this moment was coming. She sat across from me, her own belly...

I know now that I experienced postpartum depression with both of my boys, but to different degrees. Back then, there really wasn't a...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to suicide. It was a cool November morning. I was cleaning up the kitchen...

The labor of my second daughter came on fast, and on our way into Boston, I almost gave birth to her on the Mass Pike. We made it to...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to Vanishing Twin Syndrome. We had tried just about everything to get...

Chloe, age 3, after telling her she was going to be a big sister: “Would you like a little sister or a little brother?” “Hmmmm, how about...

I don’t usually talk about my pregnancy, birthing story, or the first two years of my son’s life. I stick to more upbeat topics. I was...

I’m going to start in the middle, on the day my husband forgot to show up. The day I gave birth to my second child. He showed up in body...

I was thinking the other day about how I am not doing any self care lately, ever since the baby was born. It dawned on me- if I don’t...