When your child is born, something just kind of snaps in your brain. All of a sudden you operate on a kind of loop--you constantly wonder if they've eaten enough, if their size is "normal," if they're happy or sad or in need of anything. If my relationship with my mother is any guideline, I'm keen to say that loop doesn't stop once your child enters adulthood. Most of what I remember from Kerrigan's newborn days is logging what side she nursed on or when she had a wet diaper. That loop is only exacerbated when you toss a disability diagnosis into the mix.
Spring is in the air and Easter is right around the corner. I'm one of those people who loves to start planning out B's basket way in advance and, per usual, I try to shop small as much as I can. So I thought I would share a list of some of my favorite basket stuffers for your mini feminists of any age.
Each year during the month of March, Women's History Month is celebrated all over the world to commemorate the successes women have already accomplished, as well as all future ones we’re destined to accomplish. There are so many ways you can celebrate on your own, with your family, or as a group; so keep reading if you need a spark of inspiration!
I remember the very first time that I took my child into the emergency room to be hospitalized for his mental health. He was 8 and he'd just shoved me down the stairs. He came running down them after me. He was crying so hard. He looked down at me and told me he didn't want to feel this way anymore.
I am an immigrant. And out of many, we are one.
Valentine's Day not your thing? I get it. It's not my thing either. Galentine's Day, however, that is a day I can get behind. Who doesn't love an excuse to ditch the SO and the kids (if you have them) so you can drink wine and laugh with your best girlfriends? I absolutely love to buy my friends gifts so I decided to compile the ultimate Galentine's Day gift guide with a little something for every badass bestie in your life.
Bear with me as my stomach is in knots writing this. I've never told my story in full.
We're mothers. We're the ones expected to stay. We're the ones who have to hold everything together. We're the rock, the glue. We're nurses, maids, teachers, lawyers, mediators, judges...we're strong! But sometimes we aren't.
I was in the car with my mom, we were just chit chatting as we often do, and I brought up how it would be so cool to have the privilege of white people. She chuckled and agreed, then asked which one I would want the most, kind like when you ask people what their super power would be - mine would be White Privilege.
Welcome to July! In the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave, it’s quite difficult to feel patriotic when there are children separate from their parents in cages at our border. We have to do something. We have to fight and change the policies that are corroding our country from the inside out. And at Wire and Honey, we love to put our money where our mouth is. That’s why the July charity is RAICES.