Hi. I'm Liz, and this is my blog.

I am a mama, yogi, writer, warrior, wanderer, dreamer, doubter, and hot mess; and I write about love and loss and babies and how life can be so hard and so beautiful all at the same time.

 I started this blog as a place to share stories and tell the truth: about motherhood, about losing my own mother, and about the lessons learned in trying to navigate through life.  I was fully unprepared for how earth-shakingly beautiful this journey would prove to be. My work has been featured all over the internet, and instead of cleaning I usually spend my free time working on my first book, a memoir.

Getting to know new people and hear their own stories is one of my favorite things about being a writer. Want to connect? Follow me on FacebookInstagramTwitter and Pinterest, or use this form to email me your own story.

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Slow Down, Except Not Really

“Slow down.” “Take some time to smell the roses.” “Savor every moment.” “It all goes so fast.” It’s clear that conventional wisdom–especially conventional motherhood wisdom–would have us all slow down, drop everything (including and especially our smart phones,) and soak up every finite moment of bliss-filled mommydom before we blink and our children are grown […]

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I Think I Might Be Done Having Babies

There are two types of people in this world: those who suck on a hard candy, and those who chew it up. I am definitely the latter. Moderation is not a land I spend a lot of time living in. I’d love to, don’t get me wrong, but I’m like the anti-Goldilocks: if it’s not […]

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My Son Doesn’t Talk in School and That’s Okay

This kid is yet to utter one word at school. His teachers called me two months in to politely ask me if he, um, knew how to talk. “Trust me,” I said. “He knows how to talk.” And talk he does, from the second he steps off the bus until the moment his head hits […]

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Forgiveness Starts at Home and Other Bullshit

The Mercedes came out of nowhere. One second I was driving along, singing badly mangled lyrics to whatever 90s hip hop I could dredge up from the bowels of the radio presets, and the next I was inches from taillights. I slammed on my brakes and my arm shot out sideways in that instinctual mom-baton […]

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If Only I Were Better At This

If only I were better at this, I wouldn’t be outside in sweatpants and high heels cleaning puke off my front porch with a snow shovel. If only I were better at this, I would actually get up in the morning when the alarm goes off and not make love to the snooze button until it’s […]

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What Do We Say When Everything is Not Going to be Okay?

Many years ago an old boyfriend asked me to tell him what my wildest fantasy was. I looked at him. “You really want to know?” He nodded, eager. So I leaned in close, lowered my voice, and told him how I wanted–more than anything–for someone to tell me that everything was going to be okay convincingly […]

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