As the mother of a boy, I will never tell him makeup is for girls. Or pink is for girls. Or that he can’t use color or texture or any kind of artistry to express himself. Whatever he likes, I’m about.

Becoming a mother makes you look at your own mom in a whole new way.

Speaking of breastfeeding, I’ve been noticing a lot of reactions lately.

Just wanted to clarify that I love being an “older” mom. I was sharing one of the things I’m working on getting better at, but there are countless advantages to being older when you have kids.

This mommy chapter is the greatest and most meaningful one in my story – but as an “older” mom, one thing I’m working on is this feeling of less time.

Six months ago on this evening, after several failed attempts and many setbacks and a full-blown infection and 36 hours at the hospital, I was being wheeled into a surgery I was totally unprepared for.

“Keep your face always toward the sunshine and the shadows will fall behind you.”

On the eve of my baby’s birth 5 months ago, we decided to take him down to the pool tonight, which meant I put on a bathing suit for the first time since having him.