Sugar, Spice & Everything Twice

It’s been TEN YEARS since West Side Story. Ten years since I tied a little white bow into my hair every night, wiped my arms and legs...

18 months. 79 weeks. 1.5 years. It doesn’t matter how I write it out, it doesn’t make them any younger, or time go by any slower. This...

14 months. I used to make fun of people who aged their children by the months instead of years. “No, Karen. Your child is not 17 months...

I always thought pregnancy was going to be a beautiful experience. I had heard of emotional roller coasters, swollen ankles and morning...