And why not? If you were publishing a story about a certain blogging conference in the New York Times, and wanted an eye-catching photo to complement that story, the image of a heart-clenchingly adorable...
Here's the thing: I am so exhausted that I can't even see straight, and also? I can barely even remember most of the past weekend, apart from the memories of having a minor breakdown...
Dear Internets: my name is Catherine Connors and I am a writer. I am also a mother.Maybe it's the other way around: mother, writer. This weekend, I'm not sure. This weekend, I am trying...
Yesterday, I got lost. Badly lost.Like, lost as in take the wrong train and end up a station with a name similar to the one that you were aiming for but not exactly the...
The other night I did something that I had never done before: I Googled myself.(No, seriously, I'd never done it, not once. Seriously. Because, you know, I'd heard you could go blind from it.)Here's...
The girl-child is home sick today. The boy-child is in on some kind of demon growth-spurt that requires him to suckle at tit every hour upon the hour. The double all-terrain sports stroller that...
Because, seriously. The Jezebel Apocalypse (discussed HERE) makes my worrying about my daughter's possible exposure, someday, somewhere, to a Bratz doll seem the equivalent of worrying about one day getting a hangnail, oh...
My body - my post-partum, baby-slinging, breast-feeding body - defies metaphor. I look at it and figurative language escapes me. I look at it and I don't want to find just the right words,...
Seriously? THEN PUT ON SOME PANTS.********Forgotten in the hub-bub of the week: to thank this sweet lady for awarding me a Perfect Post Award, for this post. Am really, seriously, happily honoured.Also, to suggest...
