There is a reason we moms are so susceptible to the shoulds of motherhood, to being judged and criticized for every choice we make as parents. And that fundamental reason holds us back, obscuring the truth about our value as mothers. Being a mom isn’t about how much stuff we do, those choices that we make. Being a mom is about [...]
The Ebb of Absent.
Yep, you haven’t imagined it. I kind of disappeared. Not from everywhere. You can still find me posting pictures of shadows and coffee and Gracie in a tree on Instagram, and occasionally commenting in the INFJ Facebook group. But as far as blogging, podcasting, videos, emails, twitter … I’ve been gone. Well. Not exactly gone. [...]
feeling happy and other weird things
It’s weird to feel kind of overall happy. Not that my life is perfect. Not that I’ve solved the current set of problems. Or that I suddenly know what I’m doing. Or that much outwardly has changed. My happy is about letting go. Letting go of preconceived notions of who I defined myself to be. [...]
A Day in My Life – Leap Day 2012
[I mostly posted this to make myself feel better, because I continuously beat myself up for not getting enough done. Perhaps if I read how much I actually do, it will shut that self-critical voice up for a while.] February 29, 2012 3:52 am – Wake up (no alarm) and look over at my bedside [...]
For When You Try So Hard.
On Friday morning, I prayed. I closed my eyes as I sat in front of my iMac at 5:52 AM and typed, “I try so hard.” This is what I got back. – It’s not that hard. It’s actually simple. Focus on what is really important. What you really do for people. Focus. Keep things [...]
As if hospice was coming tomorrow …
“Mommy, I miss you. Please let me stay home with you today.” She had been pleading ever since I picked her up at her Dad’s house, and here we were, sitting in the parking lot at school, cuddling in the front seat, as she asked one last time. But instead of quickly answering that of [...]
Meh.
“Good day so far?” To questions such as this, I like to answer “yes, it’s great!” or at least “sure, of course!” or something equally enthusiastic … as if pronouncing my day as going amazingly well will mean that it actually is fairies and chocolate and wet sand between my toes. But today is not. [...]
How to be Alone on a Holiday.
Tomorrow, on the American Thanksgiving, I won’t be waking up in a house full of people, smelling a turkey baking in an oven, looking forward to a day of friends or family or football watching or stuffing myself with an abundance of gravy-covered dishes and whippped-cream covered desserts until I pass out in a lazy-boy. [...]
Life, Certainty, and Turning 37 on Facebook.
It’s already my birthday on Facebook. I just checked and twenty-six people have written birthday messages on my wall – some close friends, some clients, some people where our entire relationship is based upon someone mistakenly clicking Approve. They wrote messages of a simple wish, an insider joke, a personal thank you, odd little pictures [...]
Tattoos, Pedicures, and Falling in Love.
Our other adventures took place under the manic of post-divorce, wandering the strip of Las Vegas and the streets of Manhattan and the Loop of Chicago, giggling, sharing non-stop, following the flow to the hotel room of a strange man or to video tape chocolate on my butt or to the falafel that you must [...]




I'm Elizabeth Potts Weinstein, an attorney, mom, writer, and explorer.