My toddler has a motor speech delay. He's been working with an amazing speech therapist for about four months now. My guess is that we'll continue to make that weekly appointment for at least another year. Unless we need to step it up to twice a week which we might need to do. We don't… Continue reading Who understands this kid
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Teeth extraction, boot-strapping, social media-mania and other announcements
Announcements like bursts of confetti for you. #1: [Not exactly an announcement -- I just need tooth-courage STAT.] I gotta get my wisdom teeth removed in October, and I'm scared of the sedation. Cuz I like to control when I go unconscious, and I don't like to wake up bloody. I'm not alone in that, right? #2:… Continue reading Teeth extraction, boot-strapping, social media-mania and other announcements
A mom who…
There are a lot of gifts that accompany a show opening. Everything has come together and is soaring. It's a celebratory time. The New Colossus has opened! The cast, the direction, the design, the stage management are all amazing. Hurrah! For me, one of the gifts of TNC's opening weekend, is a more personal one. And… Continue reading A mom who…
Baby Sarah
My daughter is telling everyone that I am pregnant with a baby girl named Sarah. (I’m not.) After the third person at her school congratulated me on this fictitious pregnancy, I asked her why she was telling people this. She replied, “Because it makes people happy when I say that.” Yeah. My daughter loves babies.… Continue reading Baby Sarah
Beauty fail, beauty win
A few weeks ago, I freaked out and bought some cosmetic spackle to "fill + seal" my frown lines. Yeah. I was killing time in the Barnes and Noble, and I wandered across an article in a fashion magazine about my 'elevens'. I didn't know about these until I read this article -- 'elevens' are… Continue reading Beauty fail, beauty win
Click on it
My child has been playing a lot of (too many!) Sesame Street computer games, and watching too many (ehem) intellectually stimulating TV programs, and eating cereal for dinner on a regular basis. This is what happens when I’m in a show. And, you know, I’m cool with that. She’s fine. I’m fine. We’re all fine.… Continue reading Click on it
I want pizza: Losing ourselves in the Atlanta airport
The mother of all tantrums. You know, the one when you and your kid totally lose it? The one that you fear as a parent? THE GIANT LENGTHY EXTENDED RE-MIX OF ALL THE PREVIOUS TANTRUMS TURNED UP TO ELEVEN ON THE VOLUME KNOB -- THE MOST PUBLICLY HUMILIATING SCREAMFEST COMPLETE WITH VIOLENT FLAILING TO HIGHLIGHT… Continue reading I want pizza: Losing ourselves in the Atlanta airport
My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung
I’ve been haunted by a story all week. The story sits in the room with me, trails behind me as I walk, hovers over my spooned-in oatmeal, perches on my nightstand as I sleep. When I wake in the night I see it gazing at me hazy and shimmering. Waiting. My neck-hair prickles. My fingers… Continue reading My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung
Press fresh
Recently, my husband did something unexpectedly old-fashioned and sentimental – he pressed a rose for my daughter. He slid the rose we gave her for her first dance recital between the pages of an enormous volume of William Shakespeare’s unabridged works, stacked a dozen heavy books on top of that and let it sit in… Continue reading Press fresh
Yearning for all
You've likely heard something about the article in The Atlantic Magazine by Anne-Marie Slaughter. It's titled Why Women Still Can't Have It All. It received so much attention that the website crashed. Cool. If you haven't read it, then please do. It takes awhile because of the length, but it's worth it. After my trek… Continue reading Yearning for all
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