I don’t see why there was such a big backlash against the song “Baby It’s Cold Outside.” How stations banned the song from the radio because a few people complained that it was promoting date rape. The thing with songs, like any art form, is that they are open for interpretation. And those interpretations are usually based on a person’s experience. When I hear the song, I just think she’s arguing with him, but that chick really doesn’t want to leave. She’s making him work for it and he’s being a stud by warming up her icy hands and complimenting her lips.

Hell, I wouldn’t want to leave. I’d put up with a lot to stay warm.

I go back to work in less than a month. This thought is somewhat frightening to me. Thank all of them – Buddha, Jesus, the Great Mother, the Positive Energy Source, etc – that I work from home. I feel so intensely for those mommas that have to leave their babies. Yes, the break is nice. The feeling that you are part human, not 100% mom, has to be luxurious.

But you leave your baby – most often with a stranger – and that pulls at my heart too much to even contemplate day care or a nanny right now.

The last nugget. The one to complete our family. Marina Hays (middle name in honor of my aunt who was like my mom) has been both the easiest child and …

Today, I thought I knew how my morning was going to go. I would drop Scar off at school. Then, with Evie in tow, take Marina  to her chiropractor and …

Yesterday, I had quite possibly the worst pediatrician appointment I’ve ever experienced. If you follow along on my family’s journey, you’ll know that Marina is having some issues the past …

I have never found a church that felt like “home” to me. I’ve heard people say that their church is their family and they have this connection with the people …