There is no greater mom high or mom drain than being intensely needed by your child to fix all her problems and make things right in her world.  When they’re babies they are literally dependent on you for survival.  Never been more needed (or terrified) in my life than when I took home our first baby girl ten years ago.  Then comes a toddler who stumbles, because their little feet can’t keep up with the inertia of their big head, and only mommy can dry those tears.  Then off to preschool...

I never understood why my friends wished for time to slow down. It was going plenty slow, thank you very much. Most days I wasn’t sure...

I haven’t stopped all day, and yet I haven’t finished a single thing either. I’m exhausted, but I can’t actually tell you what I did...