Giving my kids the option to opt out of lockdown drills is deeply personal. Really, it’s a prayer; may we keep the melody of our hearts tuned to hope, not fear. May that hope stoke the fires that keep ...
The first time we spent the night together, bodies intertwined, I slept more soundly than I had in months. I awoke refreshed, relaxed, and guilty. I never cuddle my usual sleeping partner in bed ...
Sure, I’m neurotic, but it wasn’t just that: Infecting a newborn with RSV is a very real risk when they live with a Petri dish of a toddler. And this particular virus spreads like wildfire in ...
I opened the calendar on my phone and confirmed that there were 38 days until my son’s bar mitzvah. My son’s bar mitzvah is a symbolic beginning of his journey into adulthood. First and foremost, ...
“I’ve been very focused on getting to some place, getting a story. Because I’m focused on him it puts an order to everything.” My whole motivation in the morning is to be there when my son ...
“And that is your rectum,” said my pelvic floor therapist, whom I’d met just an hour earlier. Her tone was preternaturally calm, considering that she just informed me an organ was falling ...
I woke up that morning giddy. Something big was happening in our family that day but for once it was not happening to me. I drove us to the urologist’s office, which happened to be in the same ...