Hi there, fellow playground mom,
I saw you right away as you entered the little kids' section of the park, scanning the crowd, making note of who made eye contact with you and maybe even smiled back, who seemed enviously...
The comadre-hood is a sisterhood of strong women with shared humor, interests, and background. Technically speaking, a ‘comadre’ is someone you choose to be a godmother to your children (and is then, in turn, a madrina or nina to...
Someday I'll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where trouble melts like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me…
If you’re like me, there are days as a...
I recently got to visit a really good friend who moved away to a new city. We first met in San Francisco when we were in our mid-twenties, both new to town, ready and willing to make friends. Now,...
In your social circle, do you have that Karen or that set of parents who seem to be know-it-alls or can be super judgy at times? Or maybe the ones who seem to always have it together, so perfect...
We say it all the time, and we hear it all the time: “Don’t judge other moms. Everyone is doing the best that they can.” Yes, they are, but it’s also human nature to make judgments. We form opinions...
It’s my birthday (again!)—and with each year, my wish stays the same, but grows even stronger: I want to train 10,000 leaders so that 10 million kids have access to yoga and the skills they need to succeed in...
When you have a baby, your friend list goes through some major changes. Some old friendships fade away, and you make new mom friends over time. When I first had my son, my close friends came to visit me,...
Last week, I was feeling low. My phone was broken and my best friend, Corinna, doesn’t have social media, so reaching out to her was impossible. But something really mysterious and wonderful happened.
My husband returned from work with an...
I love my husband. I love my kids. I don’t have much to complain about in those departments (not that this stops me from “light heartedly” complaining). But still, at least once a year, I need a full long...
























