Meg Sacks
‘Mom, Can I Play On Your Phone?’
The worst question in the world.
"Mom, can I play on your phone?"
It starts innocuously enough. You say yes while waiting at the doctor's office forever. While sitting at a sibling's soccer game. While waiting...
Right Here Is Where I Need to Be
"When are you coming home, Mama?" asks my little boy. "Will you be home to read to me?"
I am headed out the door for a girls' night out, much needed, but his face is...
My Daughter Didn’t Go to TSwift, and OMG, She’s Fine
"Alright, here I go," said my 14-year-old with an eye roll as she got out of the car at morning drop off the Monday after Taylor Swift's Tampa concerts and corresponding build-up mania at...
Watching From the Wings As She Follows Her Dreams
My teenager fell asleep in the car on the way home from Tampa, her head at an awkward angle against the seatbelt, her mouth slightly open. At a red light, I reached back for...
Days When You Don’t Have Any Parenting Left in You
You know those days — when you come home and alllll you want to do is park yourself prostrate on the couch and scroll mindlessly through your phone, or binge Wednesday on Netflix, or...
To Them, You Are Beautiful
One of my favorite videos from when my kids were small toddlers is one I recorded as the twins' nap finished. I turned on the video before I walked in their room, and there...
Just Take the Trip!
My husband and I had not been away together without children in about eight years. There were the years we had three kids in daycare, and no one was going anywhere with a childcare...
Dear Mom and Dad: I Get It Now
"Because I said so." "I'm the Mom." "Pick up your stuff." "Brush your TEETH." Over and over I heard myself saying these things to my kids. And sometimes when I say them, I hear...
‘What Will Survive of Us Is Love’
My son is really into history. He likes learning about presidents and events of the past and people who changed the world. He loves the "Where Was," "What Is," "Who Was," books, that talk...
The Worst Part of Motherhood
It's not the spit-up or vomit in your bed in the middle of the night. Or the pee in your face from a new baby boy, the mud fights or Sharpie on the wall...
The Heartbreak Over Their Growing Up
We are done. No more training wheels. A few teeth to lose, sure, but even the trucks and Disney princesses don’t really hold their interest anymore. Now we are onto baseball, Instagram, and nail...
My Kids Keep a Summer Journal (and They Love It!)
Recently we took a big trip for two weeks to Boston. Before we left I was going through back-to-school communications and saw that my kids had summer reading, some math, and needed to do...