Having kids in your 40s will keep you young (or kill you)

I saw yesterday that Candace Bushnell has written a book about mid life. She’s 60. I’m guessing that she’s not planning on living to 120 so let’s get real, ok? I admire Candace’s work, loved Sex and the City and am happy for her that she’s written a book about her sex life at 60.Continue reading “Having kids in your 40s will keep you young (or kill you)”

Dear daughter, know your worth: a letter I wish my mom had written

There are so many conversations I wish I had had with my mom but never got the chance to. I wish she had told me to know my worth and not settle for being undervalued or overlooked. I have struggled with feelings of low self esteem since I was young and unfortunately, as life takesContinue reading “Dear daughter, know your worth: a letter I wish my mom had written”

I’m a motherless daughter

This is me at 6, I was pretty cute. This little girl has no idea the storm that’s coming. My mom died at 49. I’m now 42. This is a bizarre fact that I’ve only just come to appreciate as something I have to work through. I have had so much health anxiety for yearsContinue reading “I’m a motherless daughter”


I’ve been called every name in the book for bossy: opinionated, strident, loud, overbearing, full of vinegar, pushy and domineering. This started a long time ago, when I was in elementary school. I was smart and bossy, really good at telling everyone what to do and how to do it. I was so unsure ofContinue reading “#bossypants”

Turning into my mother

I have these moments every once in awhile when I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror or I’ll notice a gesture or turn of phrase that reminds me so much of my mom. The other day I was in an airport coming home from a work trip and after I finished my meal,Continue reading “Turning into my mother”

my midlife crisis

How’s my midlife crisis going you ask? Really well, thank you.  My midlife meltdown started about four years ago at 38, I’ve always been mature for my age.  By the time I turned 40, it was in full swing.  I was restless and anxious, questioning why I was feeling so unhappy.  I thought I wasContinue reading “my midlife crisis”