Last night I spent and hour and thirty-eight minutes on the phone with my best friend. I b******, I complained, I wallowed, I self-cared. Yesterday I discovered for the hundredth time in the eight years we’ve been friends that she is my rock. When…
Today marks the four week and two day anniversary of becoming a parent for the second time — it also marks the four week anniversary of coming home to the chaos that is now my life. (I’ve now changed that sentence more than four…