“House of Love”
At birth I was given the name Amy Beth. My mother would tell me from there on out that it translated to “House of Love.” It’s true; loosely translated, and…
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An Open Letter to my Deceased Mother
Dear Mom, Our New Year is a time for reflection, which naturally leads me to think of you. But this specific holiday always proves to be doubly difficult; all special…
The Art of Saying ‘No’
I am inherently a people pleaser. I grew up in a home full of tumult and imbalance, so I did what I had to do to survive – I made…
This is my Life.
It’s nap time and I’m using it to write a blog entry. Nap time is coveted; I wait for it every day. Even though I love to play with my…
Trash Bags from Heaven
Not a single day goes by that I don’t miss my mom. I wish that she had had the chance to meet my daughter. But that’s impossible, because she died five and…
L.A. Fashion… Whaaat?
Yesterday I had a rather impromptu visit from one of my best friends. Let me set the stage first: I’ve been home with my daughter the entire week, and I…
8 Signs You’ve Entered into Parenthood
I’ve caught myself having an “Oh shit, I totally made you,” moment while staring at my little one quite often in the last eight months. But, as if the tiny…