Am I #withher because she's a woman? No. But am I proud as shit that she IS this bad-ass and IS a woman? YES.One more day. 24 hours. And then maybe we can all chill the frick out and return to normalcy. Or not. Maybe there will be chaos. Mayhem. It’s hard to know, in such an unpredictable, unprecedented election year, what will happen at any turn.

Regardless, I’m hoping to celebrate.

I’m hoping to celebrate because I think my candidate is going to win. And, this will come as a shock to pretty much no one… #imwithher.

I know that much of the world thinks feminists like me are voting for her because she is a woman. Maybe some are. But I’m not. I’m voting for her because she’s incredibly qualified. She’s ready. And I believe she will claw her way through her tenure as president to do her best. Continue Reading

Hey Gucci Mom, I know I'm lucky to be a SAHM. But guess what? I had a career like you. I applaud you for maintaining yours. But I don't think you need my pity. We all make choices and I'm pretty sure you don't HAVE to work.I’m a stay-at-home mom by choice. Although it was not nearly the smooth transition that I had thought it would be, I am very aware of how fortunate I am. I know that not every mother is afforded this option.

However, I also know a lot of moms do have this choice. Many choose to work—and kick ass at it. Some of them are the best moms I know. But they have chosen to be working moms as I have chosen to stay at home.

I recently had an encounter with a mom—a working mom—at an event with my kids. I know this mom, and you might know her, too, as you can see her from a mile away with a 7.5 carat rock on her finger. You also probably know where she lives, as it is hard to miss her 6-bedroom house and Lexus parked out front. I am not trying insult the wealthy here, as I know many hard working, well-off folks who don’t belittle me. This woman is not one of them. Continue Reading

When you think of 9yo boys, what do you think of? I think of baseball, Minecraft, and endless snacking. I do not think of suicide, but a family in West Virginia now does.A family in Soak Creek, West Virginia has endured the ultimate heartbreak. Jackson Grubb, a third-grader, took his own life on September 10. Third grade. Let that sink in. In his fourth year of elementary school, this boy made the decision to hang himself in his own home rather than face another day of pain. At nine years old.

When you think of nine-year-old boys, what do you think of? My son is about to turn eight, so I have some idea of what boys around this age are like. Minecraft, Legos, baseball, soccer, football. And probably more Minecraft. I think of long gangly legs, running shorts, feet that seem to grow a size every day, and messy hair. I think of endless snacking, wrestling, and stinky socks.

I do not think of suicide when I think of a nine-year-old boy. Do you? Probably not.

What possibly could have led this boy, a boy who should be riding bikes after school and thinking about his next Halloween costume, to do such a drastic thing? To make such an adult decision? To create a noose and willingly hang his small body from it, ending his short life? Continue Reading