Waving the White Flag–In Which I Have to Give Up Breastfeeding

Dear Lily June, Of everything that happened with the pregnancy and your birth, what still haunts me even to this minute… Read more Waving the White Flag–In Which I Have to Give Up Breastfeeding

Never Again–In Which We Have Our First Family Outing

Dear Lily June, Before I had kids, whenever we’d invite my sister, your Aunt Loren, somewhere, it was generally agreed… Read more Never Again–In Which We Have Our First Family Outing

Good Grief–In Which I Address Thumbsucking and Other Forms of Comfort

Dear Lily June, If ever you needed proof that we come from monkeys, here it is, kid. When I was… Read more Good Grief–In Which I Address Thumbsucking and Other Forms of Comfort

When–In Which I Am So Sorry for Failing You (and Myself, Too)

Dear Lily June, Someday, you’re going to learn in school about just how bad smoking is for you. Why would… Read more When–In Which I Am So Sorry for Failing You (and Myself, Too)

Rubenesque Passion–In Which I Reflect on My Reflection

Dear Lily June, In therapy this week, I focused on all the things I’m afraid you’ll inherit from me–not the… Read more Rubenesque Passion–In Which I Reflect on My Reflection

All Right Right Now–In Which I Fall in Love with Breaths

Dear Lily June, To say I’m a light sleeper is an understatement. I sleep according to chaos theory: a butterfly… Read more All Right Right Now–In Which I Fall in Love with Breaths

First Firsts–In Which You Teach Me the True Meaning of Insomnia

Dear Lily June, These days, well-meaning coworkers and colleagues, mostly seasoned veteran mothers, lean across my desk and inquire, genuinely… Read more First Firsts–In Which You Teach Me the True Meaning of Insomnia