April Moments

Maybe, just maybe, telling the story is just as important as the story itself


How the peloton pulled me in

A few years ago, as my husband was watching sports on TV (insert eye roll), I heard the announcers using a word I didn’t know. “What is that word, Mike?” I asked him. “What are they talking about?” “Peloton, Ape. It’s when a large group of riders stays together in cycling.” “I’ve never heard that […]

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Call me a crazy, “Grey” mama

Soon after I started my current job, my husband tried to liken my new employment environment to “Grey’s Anatomy.” “Now that you work in a hospital, you can learn all the lingo. Then, when we talk, it’ll be just like ‘Grey’s,’” he said facetiously. I shot him a curious look, trying to filter his statement […]

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A parent’s perspective on the Olympics

I am a sucker for the Olympics. Combine my inability to turn off the TV before midnight every night with Cecilia’s middle-of-the-night feeding anytime between 2 and 4 a.m., and I have not been getting much sleep lately. But, it’s the Olympics. Once every two years. The greatest athletes in the world. Difficult to willingly […]

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Grey’s and motherhood

About three months ago, I wrote a blog about my relationship with “Grey’s Anatomy.” I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: It is my favorite television show and one of the most well written shows ever. Given the two-hour season premiere of Grey’s last week, I felt like this would be an appropriate […]

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