That One Time in Vegas

There are certain things you do in your twenties (or thirties, who’s counting) that don’t exactly make it into the family scrapbook. For us, that thing was… well… we tried …

My Cat’s Midnight Gymnastics Routine

There’s a special kind of rage that only comes from finally getting both kids to sleep, curling up in bed, and then—BAM BAM BAM—the unmistakable sound of a cat treating …

Sand in All the Wrong Places

We go to South Beach a lot. And by “a lot,” I mean so much that the parking attendants practically know my kids’ names. They wave us in with that …

The $40 Bed vs. The Free Box

I did the thing. I bought my cat a bed. Not just any bed — a plush, cozy, aesthetically pleasing one that matched my living room rug. Forty dollars. Do …

Eyes Up Here, Sir

You’d think in 2025 people would be over it by now. But no. Breastfeeding in public is still the spectacle of the century. I sit down with my baby, pull …

The Coffee That Saved My Sanity

Every mom has her thing. Some swear by yoga, some by wine, some by long walks where no one calls their name every 10 seconds. For me, it’s coffee. That …

The Cat Opera Nobody Asked For

There’s nothing quite like the sweet, peaceful moment of finally sitting down with coffee in hand, logging into a Zoom call, and thinking, yes, I can do this, I can …