Drawing Hearts
Audi Swift
I sat in a dark room and rocked our 6-month-old back to sleep for what seemed like the 1,000th time. “Dang it,” I muttered
I sat in a dark room and rocked our 6-month-old back to sleep for what seemed like the 1,000th time. “Dang it,” I muttered
“Hey Mom, you need to write about your running,” said my 10-year-old son. “Tell people why you run so much.” We were walking home
Lately the landscape of my mothering has been much less manicured and mostly messy. My life is a constant ebb and flow of laundry-dinner-dishes
There are many mornings I wake up and the day ahead of me doesn’t look that different than the day before. And tomorrow doesn’t
Years ago, I had a dreamlike idea of what motherhood would look like. It looked like the time I babysat a 3-year-old boy at
Maybe we can make a deal. We’ll agree that “doting” is OK for a baby – if you agree to discontinue doting as soon
Life just wasn’t making sense that day. I’d yelled at my kids, spoke harshly to my husband, and couldn’t seem to chip the resentment
The path to motherhood is varied and diverse. Many of us arrive here after what feels like a lifelong marathon, trying to carry the
Growing up in the South women were defined by their hospitality, church potlucks and family reunions. You were nothing if not considered a phenomenal
I was a history major in college. The way the world has arrived at the place it is now, the causes and effects, the