Category
Your responses to my contest to win a copy of When You Lived in My Belly were incredible. Some made me laugh out loud, and some made me a little emotional. All were…
Continue reading
Based on preorders, When You Lived in My Belly is debuting as the no. 1 selling book on Amazon in the…wait for it…Children’s Sexuality category 😳🤦♀️ (oh how I would have preferred it if…
Continue reading
The Sweet Title Was Local Author Pays Loving Tribute to Her Son 😍 My son and I made the front page of the local newspaper for When You Lived in My Belly! I…
Continue reading
When You Lived in My Belly comes out two weeks from today–August 6th! And I will be reading it at the Barnes & Noble in Bellingham, MA on August 10th (more information and…
Continue reading
Happy Saturday! Stay cool by reading another review of When You Lived in My Belly. 😉 You can preorder on Barnes & Noble and Amazon! “I’ve started collecting books for new mommies and mommies-to be….
Continue reading
Today is already shaping up to be this kind of day: Sunglasses for no reason except daylight (even sans sun) seems way too bright. Oh, and they work as a makeshift headband for…
Continue reading
Soooo…let me tell you about my upcoming weekend. ✔️ My beautiful, brilliant bonus daughter is graduating from college tomorrow. When I met her, she still believed in Santa Claus, and I absolutely…
Continue reading
It was a battle of wits last night in my home. The Tooth Fairy versus an insatiably curious and inquisitive 8-year-old who doubts her very existence. My son has only lost four teeth….
Continue reading
I turned 45 recently, and I suddenly feel like a mom on the D-list. I am officially stalking 50 (hey, you always round up, right?), and half of my life is over, if…
Continue reading
Bombogenesis. In all of my long suffering winters as a native Bostonian, I have never heard this term. Blizzard? Sure. Snowpocalypse? Yup. But bombogenesis? Yikes. Hearing the panic-stricken weather forecasters screech “bombogenesis” on…
Continue reading
It’s the first day of school for my kids! T minus five days until I am routinely stumped by second grade math homework. Fourth grade assistance might require a stunt double, industrial-sized margaritas,…
Continue reading
When you’ve endured as many motherless days as I have, you do everything you can to protect yourself from the heightened, stinging sadness associated with certain dates. Her birthday and death anniversary are…
Continue reading
My son was enjoying a rare pack of Starbursts before I dropped him off at his dad’s yesterday. The car ride was more on the silent side—peeling, chewing, and prioritizing colors demands focus!–but…
Continue reading
