Proud of Poo–On the Occasion that You Find Yourself a Parent

Dear Lily June, Please read the following, and get back to me quickly with any potential revisions. This should hit… Read more Proud of Poo–On the Occasion that You Find Yourself a Parent

Parent Terrors–In Which We All Scream

Dear Lily June, The other night, we gave you ice cream for the first time. It was three weeks before… Read more Parent Terrors–In Which We All Scream

Dear Lily June, It’s been coming up again and again in my conversations with the other stranger-friends I interact with… Read more The Bond–In Which I Wonder How We’ll Connect

Dear Lily June, I needed a Mommy Win this weekend. Part of this stems from being a working mother. Because… Read more Tug of War–In Which There are Mommy Wins and Daddy Wins

Dear Lily June, We can’t afford daycare. According to a recent article in The Huffington Post, our family isn’t all… Read more Home Bodies–In Which You Don’t Go to Daycare

Dear Lily June, This letter starts with a truth and a video. The truth is this: You, my darling dear,… Read more All That and Beauty, Too–In Which I Think You Are Ebullient

Dear Lily June, Once upon a time, exactly a year ago today, after I’d been told you might not make… Read more Dear Little Heart–In Which I Introduce the Letters Which Started This Blog

Dear Lily June, It started as a joke. So accustomed was I to calling you “Peanut” in the womb that… Read more Holding On and Letting Go–In Which Control is Not Always a Virtue

Dear Lily June, Last night, at 4:10pm, I got mad at your dad. I know the precise time now because… Read more Leaving My Heart at Home–In Which I Go to Work Every Day

Dear Lily June, When Shakespeare proclaims in Hamlet that you should “Neither a borrower nor a lender be,” it’s pretty… Read more The Root of All Evil–In Which I Discuss Our Family’s (Lack of) Money