I am aware that this is not an original idea. I am aware that many women fear they are bad mothers.
Apparently, though, I didn’t expect myself to be one of them.
Category: The Story Chapters
A Preliminary Report on Whether I Am Whimsical
So I decided to conduct an investigation. If I was whimsical, as my friend claimed, then evidence ought to exist.
Going Elsewhere
I can’t say my mental health has been repaired, but it did remind me how I got through my teenage darkness completely sober.
24 Things That Helped Me Get Through That Month
If I had 4 more, it would just be perfect, wouldn’t it?
Calling Back 2025
“In twenty years,” I asked myself, “how could I remind myself of this year?”
Six Ways to Begin a Grief
I thought of many ways I could start this.
Here’s one:
Death circles me.
Borrowed Rituals
A solo bedtime routine with Sanpellegrino and The Summer I Turned Pretty, and a toddler-led blessing inspired by sitcom theology.
Rating Things My Toddler Called Me This Month
And these were all to my face, so who knows what she calls me when I’m not there.
An Unpretty Moment.
I have no tidy bow to tie this up with. I have no message. I have learned no lessons.