May 5, 2017


I just deleted my Amazon app, canceled my Amazon Prime and Audible accounts, and will not continue to buy Kindle books.

Deep breath.

Amazon has been my go-to for pretty much everything, for years. I enjoy the free 2 day shipping on many an item and admittedly, it will be super hard to stop the habit and take my money elsewhere. But I'm doing it and am sure I'll survive and perhaps, even save money!

I'm doing all this because despite repeated requests to stop advertising on Breitbart, they continue to do so. They have made no statements as to why they are making this choice because frankly, they don't have to. Most of us have so fully integrated Amazon into our daily lives that they don't even need to justify their decisions. We'll just forgive them their discretions and continue enjoying the glorious convenience they provide.

"Oh, I'd love some new chopsticks for my house. I bet Amazon has some! Look at that, they do and they're cheap and they're colorful and they'll be here in 2 days! Hooray! What, Amazon pays money to advertise alongside Breitbart's racist and misogynist articles? Hmm, that sucks and I feel really bad about that but I mean, Amazon Prime is my lifeline, seriously. And I mean, who am I to say that maybe those white nationalist guys shouldn't enjoy the same privileges? I mean, they may like to get their crisp white sheets in 2 days with free shipping. Free speech, right? We're all Americans, right? Free enterprise! Muslims can order their hijabs on Amazon. KKK aficionados can order their...their...well, whatever it is they order online. Canceling my account won't change that."

To this totally plausible scenario, I say, um, no. In the same way Uber experienced a mass exodus of customers after it seemed they were profiting off the Muslim ban protests and then made a public statement and withdrew from Trump's economic council, Amazon could take a stand against the idiocy and ignorance of Breitbart.

But it won't happen unless we first take a stand.

May 4, 2017


Often, it happens that I look at my daily life and wonder how was I doing it all last year, last season, last week? I start to feel aimless and unsure of whether or not I am actually accomplishing anything. I feel as though I'm neglecting my mom duties, my health, my home, my dog. I'll usually try to rectify this mood by doing a few loads of laundry.

Those clean clothes will sit in a basket unfolded for a week and, well, here we are again.

Is it that I was doing it all better before? Is it actually different now then it was?

Part of the answer is yes. The kids are growing so quickly and changing so much with each passing week that it is possible that yes, things may have felt easier before because in fact, it was. I had figured out their quirks for that moment of their lives. And now, as they learn more, they present new challenges. They ask more questions. They have different needs. No longer is the tupperware cabinet enough to entertain them. No longer can we get away with pretending away something inappropriate we've just uttered in front of them, because now they can repeat it all back verbatim and are demanding a definition of ALL THE WORDS.

Later next week, they'll actually repeat these words in public and you'll have to offer your best bewildered and apologetic mom face.

These phases of life pass quickly. So quickly that you're asking yourself, wait, where am I? What is my role here? Am I failing?

I'm choosing to tell myself no, I'm not failing. My role is ever changing and simultaneously, ever steady. To be a mom, to love them, to hold them, to listen to them, to validate them. The manner in which those tasks are executed may change a bit but we adjust accordingly and keep our heads up because we are warriors. Moms are strong, badass, warriors of love and care.

Ok, I feel a little better now.

Also, I hear someone crying upstairs.