Feral Mom, Feral Writer

on the way to Howard’s Station in Occidental for Eggs Benedict and banter with the wait staff we’ve come to love. It means checking on the r...

...just peed on the futon in the back of the classroom or do you march all three kids out without her noticing? Do you tell her before you f...

...a photo of our daughter sits next to the printer. She wears a red velvet dress, holds a peach rose, each petal fringed crimson. She’s lea...

I, mother of three, can escape for a night. But I get a headache just trying to remember the last reading I attended...ten years ago, was it...

...and if he squinches up his face and says, “Dumb it down,” I know I’m getting stuffy. On the other hand, I can tell if he’s just using tha...

...without singeing the hair off either the child’s head or one’s knuckles. You don’t notice how absurd it is (nursing while multi-tasking) ...

...though at times it is tempting to consider such an escape into the grace of a strict schedule spare of the demands of raising children an...