A Few Words On the Name of This Blog

Back when I was a down and out cupcake artist in NYC, an older guy I’ll call D tried to take me under his wings. When I say wings, I mean bed, but that was never, ever meant to be. D was famous in our neighborhood. He had a few bit-parts in Z [...]

How We Cleanse Our Chakras

Once a week, Henry and I take a Kundalini-based yoga class with other moms and toddlers. This week we focused on exercises to cleanse our Manipura chakras. I would say this was a highly effective session, as our entire family promptly came down with the “stomach virus” from hell. I guess we [...]

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Playing with Riley

Man, that diaper is so big his pants came unsnapped.

My Relationship With SSRI’s

I was 19 when I was first prescribed Zoloft. My mom got the family doctor to write me a prescription over the phone, though I have no memory of actually speaking to the doctor myself. I didn’t protest. I can’t even remember the circumstances. (When I think of being depressed in college, [...]

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Letter to Henry Wallace, 15 months

My little Aries,
This month you’ve announced yourself on the toddler scene in the form of temper tantrums. Sometimes I think it’s kind of cute, but when I’m on a playground trying to scoop up a 26 pound pile of twisting, screaming flesh, it’s, shall we say, a little trying. Even better is when [...]

Why I Practice Yoga

This morning my yoga teacher read the following from Marianne Williamson’s A Return to Love:
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us…. Your playing small does not serve the world…. As [...]

Weeks of Poop

I’ve been too busy to post lately.  Probably because I seem to be swimming in poop.  People who know me well know I love to talk about poop. I want to know when you last pooped, when you would like to poop again, what you ate today, what you drank, etc.  Everyone poops. Well, [...]

4th Wedding Anniversary

Matt and I read this poem at our wedding 4 years ago today:
I love you
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting [...]