Sometimes our seemingly smallest acts can have the largest impact -- and what's more profound is that we might never even know just how much.
Take the Starbucks drive-thru, for example.
My 9-year-old son still believes I have super powers - which I do have, of course. Every mother has them.
Out of all the women on Bravo’s reality documentary TV program, The Real Housewives of Orange County, Peggy Tanous (who joined the sixth season cast) resonated with me the most.
Maybe it was because I empathized with her postpartum depression struggles and noted her courage to talk about it in a very public forum.
Talk to Harris Faulkner for less than a minute, and you will know why she is an award-winning American news anchor for Fox News Channel.
There is a warm, comforting tone to her voice as she delivers an intelligent and witty interplay of words backed by a genuine passion for what she does.
I’ve built my career - literally - with words; in fact, writing and communication are two of my biggest passions. And so, it is with confidence and from experience that I say (more often than not) the old adage of “less is more” rings true.
It usually comes at the most random of moments: The epiphany that you, a mother, are no longer the newbie in the world of motherhood.
This sudden realization might hit you when you’re covered in your child’s vomit or observing the nervous moms peeking in the windows of the church nursery.
Meet Mary Krell-Oishi. She is an ambitious mom who recently wrote her first screenplay for a project in a screenwriting class at the local college and, on a whim, submitted it to a writing contest.
Amid the warnings to keep your skin coated in sunscreen, wear appropriate clothing, and watch for questionable freckles, there are still cases of melanoma that would have been hard to prevent.
As mothers, we’ve got some serious skills.
Whether they’re innate or learned through trial-and-error, our abilities and talents would make any professional resume shudder in jealousy.
He said it, and I made him repeat it.
“Why don’t you like reading?!” I asked him. He didn’t even have to think. “Because it’s boring,” he answered nonchalantly, as though he had no clue how deeply his pronouncement burned my soul.
