Some nights, I curl up in bed with my little girl. She lays her head against my arm and grips my fingers with her tiny hand and whispers, I want you to stay here with me, Mommy.
Yes, I say. I want you to stay here with me, too.
And...
0 Comments | Posted July 23, 2007 | 11:02 AM
To be perfectly honest, when the idea of organizing a road trip as a means of transporting six Toronto mommy-bloggers to the BlogHer conference in Chicago at the end of this month first occurred to me, I was not thinking green.
I was thinking green 1966 Thunderbird convertible, top...
0 Comments | Posted August 29, 2006 | 7:05 AM
I always prided myself on my courage, on my daring, on my guts. Anything that I've ever wanted, I've pursued. I never gave a second thought to fear. And if I did give it a second thought, it was this: hello, Fear. I am not afraid.
But then I...
0 Comments | Posted May 9, 2010 | 7:00 AM