A story about stringing along a series of salesmen because I can’t say no, but I can’t say yes either.
The fashion lines that have divided us are getting fuzzy. I was almost fooled by the junior clothing sections labeled in big bold letters: Mom Jeans. But that marketing lure is not for me.
Even though my daughter owns piles of high heels, fashion boots, and athletic shoes, there’s not a dress flat in the bunch. Momma to the rescue.
Mom held my hand for 44 trips around the sun; now I’m an unaccompanied child with shared birthday memories bringing me peace.
I’ll never look at my kid’s messy room in the same way, not since a meme popped up on my Facebook. I actually teared up.
Why shouldn’t women over 50 have babies? Because there is no middle ground for a middle-aged woman and middle of the night wake-ups.