Meg Sacks
Dear Husband, I Miss You
"See you Saturday morning," my husband says to me Sunday evening, in a joking way, as we get ready to sleep.
But it's not really a joke. Between four kids, two full-time jobs, ballet, baseball,...
Finding My Peace in Puzzles
Or should I say, the "piece" I've found in puzzles? I started doing puzzles during COVID. Not the first round of COVID, when everyone was home and all was chaos 24 hours a day,...
But I Get Back Up Again
If there is one thing we all have in common as moms — no matter what our beliefs, parenting strategies, religion, skin color, food preferences, hair color, or favorite drink might be — it's...
For the Love of Kids… and Their STUFF
After almost 13 years as a mother, you'd think I'd no longer be surprised when looking for my keys in my bag that I fish out a blue crayon and a Paw Patrol character,...
Why We Love The ‘No, David!’ Books
Though they've been around for a while, somehow our family has just discovered the "No, David!" books. I think we originally received one as a gift. My older son enjoyed the book, but it...
Yes, I Still Read to ALL My Kids Every Night
Bedtime at our house takes around two hours. I know, that sounds ridiculous. And some nights it really is. But most nights it's the norm, and I don't want to change it. While I'm often...
It’s Okay If Your Kid Isn’t Good at Something
We all have our hopes and dreams for these little people we love so much. Some of those dreams include praying they'll be happy and fulfilled, content, and loved. Some of those dreams include...
Through the Storm: The Light of a Rainbow Baby
In a filthy parking lot at a rest stop on the side of I-95, I stood by the car while my baby gushed out of me. Rain dripped on my head and oily puddles...
The Twin Dilemma: Starting Kindergarten
Our twins have been mostly together 24 hours a day since birth. They're boy-girl twins — which means they're fraternal, boy-girl twins cannot biologically be identical — so technically speaking their DNA is no...
Ice Cream, Ice Cream, Icy Creamy Ice Cream
Your eyes are closed in anticipation. Your mouth is ready. Your tongue is excited. Your heart still flutters, even after all this time. You don't even care what you look like in that moment...
You Won’t Know It’s the Last Time
The further from babyhood we get, the more the threads holding me to my children start to sever themselves. First step (pop!), can swing on her own (ping!), can ride his bike (snap!), first...
Trying Not to Take Motherhood SO Personally
Of course motherhood is personal. VERY personal. You just did some intimate things to produce a human out of your intimate parts, and your body has gone through some really wild changes and now...