The Things She Carries
I don’t carry as much stuff around with me in my arms, but my brain and my time are as overstuffed with tasks as my old diaper bag configuration was.
Read MoreHeather is an essayist, editor, CMO, mommy, and wife seeking stillness while in a state
of nearly constant motion. She lives, walks, and eats in the greatest city in the world: Chicago.
I don’t carry as much stuff around with me in my arms, but my brain and my time are as overstuffed with tasks as my old diaper bag configuration was.
Read MoreYou’d think it would be easy to give away candy, but it wasn’t. Not always.
Read MoreI had high hopes for today.
Read MoreIn my adult life, it’s easy to be hurt and to carry that hurt around like a scab can pick at whenever you have a moment to think about it.
Read MoreI encourage my kids to talk to strangers. And to share their candy.
Read MoreIt would never occur to me to ask for that second treat. But he’s Batman and Batman will devour as many lollypops as possible.
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The two little faces tried to be serious. But they couldn’t stop grinning. “Mom it’s POOP! We love POOP!”
Read MoreI couldn’t risk having his heart broken. Not yet. Not on the all-important Day One of Preschool.
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