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A Good Daddy

Written by Lee I’ll never forget the night of our very first date. I was 22-years-old and the world was big and mine. I arrived with my friend to his Hollywood apartment. We were going on a casual group date to see Blues Traveler play at The Palace in Hollywood. He was hanging at home with my friend’s boyfriend and a few others who would cruise on over with us to the show. I was nervous. He was cool. He was gorgeous. He was sexy. And he didn’t even know any of those things about himself which made him all the more all of those things. My friend and I...
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Good Mom, Bad Mom – How about am I

Written by Lee I don’t need to call myself a good mom or label myself with a group of moms who want to identify themselves as “bad” moms, I just want to feel like a normal mom. And by normal I mean, you know, feeling like what I go through as a mom is a part of the universal mommying experience and that I’m not some alien creature floating around in my singular wacked out solar system. Isn’t that a reasonable thing to want? Feeling rather abnormal started from the moment I found out I was pregnant with my first kid. Contrary to most of the...