Everyday life as a mother is already a full-body endurance sport. It’s cooking breakfast while checking the clock.Packing snacks. Packing lunches.Teacher conferences. Calendars. Color-coded schedules.Extracurriculars, pickups, drop-offs, practices, performances.Mounds of laundry that never actually disappear.Meal planning. Grocery lists. Cooking again. And that’s just the visible labor. Then there’s the invisible list we carry as women:Self-care. […]

My mother is dying. She has two types of cancer slowly eating away at her insides. She’s on a maintenance regimen of chemotherapy that is killing the bad—but also slowly killing the good. Her body is exhausted. She’s on over a dozen different medications, many of which she probably doesn’t need, and we are in […]

Leaning Into the Fierce Truth of Motherhood Motherhood has a way of stripping everything down to the bone. It doesn’t leave room for theory or ego or convenience. It is not abstract. It is visceral. It is instinctual. It is life and death in real time. And once you become a mother, you learn something […]

(Trauma Made Me Strong) I didn’t know bravery until I became a mother. When I held my firstborn — my Harry — I was twenty-four, terrified, exhausted, and cracked open in every direction a woman can break and still be breathing. Seventeen hours of labor. Two and a half hours of pushing. A nurse fresh […]

Motherhood has a way of teaching you truths you didn’t ask to learn.Hard ones. Clarifying ones. The kind that arrive wrapped in crisis. One of the biggest lessons Mom’s Day Moments have taught me is this: The people you expect to show up often don’t. And the people you never expect to show up… show […]

Recently, I sat courtside watching my eight-year-old daughter fight her heart out for first place on a basketball court she had never stepped onto before this season. Weeks earlier, she told me, “Mommy, I just feel it (basketball) inside of me—I want to play.” And she meant it. By the fourth game, she made her […]