Hello and good morning to you, worthy friend. This is the first of a few very exciting updates coming your way this month. So let’s do this… In 2015–a whole decade late to the party—I started watching Grey’s Anatomy. It was the year Derek Shepherd died. He witnesses a car accident on a road in the middle …
Sugar is sugar, no matter what it was before it was sugar. I’ve never been much of a baker, and I’ve always taken my coffee black, so there’s rarely been a bag of sugar in my pantry. I’ve never given it much thought. In my mid-20s, when I was trying to lose the freshman 25, …
Prematurity is one of those things you have to be there to understand. I can tell you my daughters weighed one pound four ounces each and went to surgery just days after they were born weighing less than that. I can tell you I couldn’t hold my daughters for months, and even once I could, …
We (meaning me and the babies) got on the 1000 hours outside movement, which is hilarious considering I spent most of my life trying to spend zero hours outside. What can I say? I didn’t have Instagram to influence my decisions in early adulthood, so I stayed inside on account of the heat and the …
My awareness of the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit was nonexistent until I started spending my days with my nose pressed against the isolettes in which my daughters lived. “I used to be your house,” I would tell them. “And you thought this was a better option?” I have a tumultuous relationship with awareness months. How …