The Questionnaire

I sat in the lobby waiting to hear my name. Mismatched clothes, slippers for shoes, bloated and empty belly resting on my striped thighs. I couldn’t look at the glowing women around me, I wondered what they might see in my face? Terror Exhaustion Apathy Sadness Counterfeit joy Envy Anger Confusion Physical pain Emotional pain…

What Scares Me About Having Kids (It’s Not the Kids)

As my husband and I approach our seventh year together and our second wedding anniversary, we are fielding more and more “when will the babies come?” questions from friends and family. They have led to a few late night, not-so-serious baby discussions between us, but in all honesty, we are still really enjoying living child-free.…

My Favorite Formaldehyde Sweater

A few months ago, my mom told me about a new laundry detergent that she had discovered called Molly’s Suds. It was “all natural with no harmful chemicals” she excitedly told me. The words “all natural” make me very cautious these days. I have discovered that when a cleaning product calls  itself “all natural” it…