Before my Fourth of July road trip with my parents to the West Coast, Calvin and I had opposing views about the difficulty of balancing work and child care.
He would call during the day and wonder why I … Read the rest
It’s been years since I was wheeled out of a hospital maternity ward with a newborn in my arms, but I recall the moments as if they unfolded yesterday.
Each time, the arrival of our son and daughters filled me … Read the rest
A couple of years into life as a divorced single mother, my then-kindergartener Darius asked me The Question: “Mom, why didn’t you have any other kids?”
I used a tactful and age-appropriate version of the truth to respond. “Well, … Read the rest
When Darius’ voice started deepening, his height increased, and pre-pubescent roundness melted away to reveal the longer limbs of burgeoning manhood, it became time to have “The Talk.”
The focus of this traditional discussion wouldn’t break down the differences between … Read the rest