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 […]

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 […]