I’d just like to write a post to take a knee for the mom I was with only one child. I fully recognized my average score on the mom-scale had dropped as I drove my three kids to their schools. Two at our elementary, and one at a preschool…all starting at the same time. It’s

I have been very fortunate to have had lots of little side jobs writing, thanks to help from your reposting on social media outlets! The only downside to that is every time I sit down to write on Fluent in Blonde, it’s like, twenty nine o’clock and I have to close my eyes for a

Women tend to have many end of summer concerns. On what official date do pumpkin candles become socially acceptable? Can we stop shaving our legs yet? Should we have included more educational summer activities for our kids? Will it have to be hot girl summer next year, too? Do we have to wear bras in

This week was our first week back to “real school,” albeit masked, in a year and a half. We met teachers (in person!), where Shayne broke the ice for my boys by taking the liberty of introducing them, along with sharing that she threw up in her bed one time, and it was blue. I

I recently drove my kids home from a fun week on the California coast, sore from the physicality beach trips with littles entail. My mind wandered to the symphonic medley of “road trip:” rustling of chip bags and coloring books, high pitched sounds from simultaneous iPad games, the occasional humming or whine, the repeated aggressive

If I know anything now, it’s that everyone has been emotionally cheese grated. You included. I think that’s what bonds us.  …unless there is a pandemic, then ammo and sourdough starters bond us. Experiencing real grief for the first time was my most recent of these experiences. Very poetically speaking, grief is life’s real double