On the morning of my 39th birthday, I was grateful for two things: my hair and my boobs. There were other things too, of course – the way Sam buried his little face in my hair at 5:30 in the morning. The way he and Drew planned how to surprise me with breakfast and cake…
Month: May 2015
Buying Self-Confidence (and Belts) at Taekwondo
My 5-year-old son bounced toward me with his new trophy and his bright-white taekwondo belt that he had just received from his master. “Mama, look, I did it,” he said, beaming, as we embraced. “We are so proud of you,” my husband said as he took a turn hugging him. Just a little over two…
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