Summer 2020
Summer is here and I honestly couldn’t be happier to be shifting into a more relaxed, spacious mood. Despite the fact that my stress levels remain unchanged, I feel less reactive and more responsive. Even as COVID continues to turn life upside-down, life at home seems to have settled into a rhythm.
Spring 2020
It has been a challenge to write this post. To be fair, it has been a challenge to do almost anything these days. I don’t feel much like writing—I just don’t have the energy. How can I write about my mood when I can barely even manage it? It’s all over the goddamn place, oscillating between hopelessness and hope, despair and calm, heartbreak and joy. I’m trying my best to ride the wave but man, it’s exhausting.
Winter 2020
I don’t love winter. Okay fine, I hate it. No amount of hot chocolate or red wine by the fire could change how much I loathe the sting of freezing wind, or the discomfort of dry skin, or the fact that it’s dark by five o’clock. Here’s my problem: there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it. If I’ve learned anything it’s that life’s a lot easier when you lean into the things you can’t change. So I’m trying to just go with it — to surrender.
Fall 2019
I’ve said it a million times and I’ll say it again: I love fall. I was the kid that couldn’t wait to go back to school. While everyone else was crying over the end of summer, I was already leaping into autumn (in a cute pair of corduroys). Maybe it’s because I’m a fall baby, but the season just feels like me. All I know is that I get so excited come September because it means fall is heeeere!
Summer 2019
I’ve had a few opportunities this summer to get away. It has been so good to rest. I love my work and I love motherhood, but it’s not easy doing both (said every working mother everywhere). There isn’t a lot of time in my day for anything that isn’t essential to raising Chloé, managing our household, or running my business. It’s a challenge I’m GRATEFUL to have, but doing it all is hard/impossible.
Spring 2019
Spring is in the air. Praise be. I’m so ready for warmer weather and longer days. It’s still chilly here in New York, BUT it’s all happening—we may not be able to SEE it, but we can FEEL it. The tulips and daffodils lining the city streets are just about to bloom, and I have to say—watching them push through the cold, hard ground reminds me to trust that growth is always happening, even when I can’t see it.
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Winter 2019
This winter, I’m all about simplicity. I have this urge to strip everything down to the studs and focus on the heart and soul of my life. Perhaps it’s because motherhood demands I get clear about my priorities, or maybe it’s because I’m getting older and have less patience for nonsense, but whatever it is, one thing’s for sure: I don’t have time for complicated.
Fall 2018
Last week I went to dinner with poop on my shirt. In my defense, I didn’t realize it until I got home. Not that it would’ve mattered. I was just so happy to be out of the house. Chloé slept in her stroller while Billy and I enjoyed a casual meal outside on a beautiful September night. It was perfect, poop and all.
