I’m truly honored and humbled to share that I’m up on Brain, Child’s site today. I’ve long admired Brain, Child Magazine because, quite simply, it features consistently quality content about all aspects of motherhood. Their contributing writers are some of my most profound writer crushes—the ones I’d “follow” anywhere. I’m awed and grateful Brain, Child has …
I was never one to obsess over a “bikini body” or getting in shape in time for summer. Now I realize it’s because I had a bikini body…and never cared much for bikinis. But last week, I set out to shop for a couple summer staples and caught myself frowning at the image in …
We stood together on the stoop, the boys and I, peering out as the trash truck sunk its merciless teeth into my mother’s 50-year-old desk—the one I had used since college and painted pale yellow and slate blue during senior year. The one that always held my most cherished notebooks. It had only two drawers, …
“Stop at the corner!” I call ahead to my two older boys as they bike the half-mile between our home and “school.” I’m pushing the baby in an umbrella stroller weighed down by at least five bags of blankets, lunch boxes, changes of clothes, sippy cups, and who-knows-what-else like a veritable pack mule. Each of …
Some days are harder than others. Some days Husband says he’ll be home from hospital rounds at Noon and he doesn’t appear until 5. Some days the boys wake by 6, and all at once, before coffee. Sometimes there are several tantrums before 7, spilled oatmeal, resistance to wearing pants, sibling spats, and missed naps. …
Dina L. Relles 