I'm 45, my daughter is 20, and our due dates are only three days apart.
Choosing to lean in at home was, hands down, the best decision I've ever made.
"It wasn’t until my husband supported me in making the career move that I had always dreamed of that I was finally able to take a real, soul-deep exhale of relief."
There is this flooding mix of emotions when you start to watch your child, realizing that she isn't all yours.
"Let's be honest, sometimes mama needs a margarita."
I recall the early days of first-time parenthood with a vividness that my brain reserves for very few experiences … probably because it was so overwhelmingly hellish.