I’ve been writing my column for a couple of years now, and this one is my last. I’ve had a blast writing for Literary Mama, and my favorite thing about being a columnist has been the emails I’ve gotten from …

On a recent Wednesday, Kennard and I departed for our first child-free vacation in five years. We left our three kids — two of whom were in questionable health — at our house with my mom. For four whole days. …

I can deal with helping Riley do her homework. I yell answers to her questions as I pull baby Kirby out of the dishwasher, as I wrestle the hammer out of Ben’s hand before the dent he’s making in the …

I’ve been the mother of three for eight months now and I still don’t have the hang of it. Mostly I feel like a six-year-old kid trying to walk a 90-pound Great Dane puppy: I’m nominally the one in charge, …

Night One It’s two a.m. I’m standing in my bedroom and holding seven-month-old Kirby on my shoulder, swaying slightly. This is the fourth time he’s been up since I put him to bed at nine. Before I had kids, I …

I checked my e-mail yesterday morning and found a message from a friend who is an at-home mom, like me. She has a three-year-old daughter and an eight-month-old son. She was desperate for advice on how to get through the …