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Mom Is A+
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Happy FriYAY. 🌈 Happy (early) EarthYAY. 🌎 #love
A laughter-filled night with dear high school girlfriends at a CRAZY dance party sushi place. 💃🏼 #love
Happy happy birthday to my stunning smarty-pants sis @cearadonnelley! ❤️ #love
So. Once upon a time, I loved drinking and did a lot of it and it was fun but then it was less fun and then it became something that felt habitual and unhealthy, particularly after becoming a mom to three sweet girls, and so I stopped and started again, rinse, repeat and then almost 2 years ago, stopped for good and I’ve never felt better or been happier. And I love to talk about this topic, about making this choice to live #thedrylife, and I get to do it on TV this coming Tuesday!! Please tune in to see me on Megyn Kelly Live @megyntoday on Tuesday, April 24 at 9am EST. I feel so good about being a part of this important and timely conversation about motherhood and stress and drinking, so this is a biggie for me. Please send some be-calm-on-national-television vibes, please. Thank you!🙏🏼⚡️💃🏼😳📺 #yay
Cutest/yummiest first grade field trip. Kids learned how to make pizza and did important research for the restaurant they will open in their classroom this spring. 💯🍕🙌🏼 #nyc
About last night. Sometimes you just need a really fun night out with preschool mom besties. Love you guys!! ❤️ #latergram
A new day. A new page. ⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️ #amwriting
Truth: I had this moment today when I felt lonely, isolated, off. I’d been writing in the morning and then was just sitting at a little place near the girls’ school eating a yummy bowl of brown rice and veggies. And I let myself feel this inscrutable weight and my immediate instinct was to name it, to understand it. But I’m not sure what it is. I think it has to do with being in the trenches again with writing, with living between a fictional world and the real one. I think it has to do with the fact that all three of my girls are now tucked away in school and growing up, fast. I think it has to do with the fact that my husband is traveling and I feel off-kilter when he’s not with me. I think it has to do with the fact that my mom’s health has been in a precarious spot for more than two years now; she is tough as nails and doing well at the moment, but it’s hard and I must not pretend otherwise. I also think it has to do with this pulsing human thing, this ache, this void, this vague sense of longing that used to drive me to drink, to swim in wine. I think it has to do with things specific to my situation and things absolutely, exquisitely universal, things that baffle us and dog us and inspire us and tug at us in our quiet moments when we refuse to run away with booze or food or shopping or phones. I don’t know. But what I do know is that writing helps, words help, and bizarrely, taking silly, super-filtered selfies helps. Saying: I have hard moments helps. There’s so much pretending going on in this world of ours. We are all in it, we are all complicit. And it feels good sometimes to be real(ish). Does this make sense? Hope so. Okay, ramble is over and I’m off to a school meeting about my middle love’s impending transition to 4th grade (ahhh!) ❤️❤️❤️ #truth
Today’s writing spot. ☕️⚡️ @spaciousapp #amwriting
A morning of flash floods turns into an afternoon of blossoms and sunshine. You never know. 🌸 #love #nyc
My sweet babies. 6 years ago. They’ve always been very focused on ice cream. 🍦🍦🍦 #love #time
Soccer mom Sunday. Gonna be a chilly/rainy one. ⚽️✨☕️⚡️🚙

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How to Fix Your Life
How to Fix Your Life
On the Sidelines
On the Sidelines
On Secrets, Silence & #MeToo
On Secrets, Silence & #MeToo
Mom Is A+
Mom Is A+
One Year of the Dry Life
One Year of the Dry Life
Miracles, Illuminations, Matches
Miracles, Illuminations, Matches
Summer So Far: EDIT Podcast, 7 Books Worth Reading + Some ADR Truth
Summer So Far: EDIT Podcast, 7 Books Worth Reading + Some ADR Truth
ADR Friday Loves: Statement Earrings
ADR Friday Loves: Statement Earrings
On Mother's Day
On Mother's Day
The Things We Lose
The Things We Lose
ADR Loves: Happier Hour Edition
ADR Loves: Happier Hour Edition
ADR Friday Loves 04.28.17
ADR Friday Loves 04.28.17
 
Happy FriYAY. 🌈 Happy (early) EarthYAY. 🌎 #love
A laughter-filled night with dear high school girlfriends at a CRAZY dance party sushi place. 💃🏼 #love
Happy happy birthday to my stunning smarty-pants sis @cearadonnelley! ❤️ #love
So. Once upon a time, I loved drinking and did a lot of it and it was fun but then it was less fun and then it became something that felt habitual and unhealthy, particularly after becoming a mom to three sweet girls, and so I stopped and started again, rinse, repeat and then almost 2 years ago, stopped for good and I’ve never felt better or been happier. And I love to talk about this topic, about making this choice to live #thedrylife, and I get to do it on TV this coming Tuesday!! Please tune in to see me on Megyn Kelly Live @megyntoday on Tuesday, April 24 at 9am EST. I feel so good about being a part of this important and timely conversation about motherhood and stress and drinking, so this is a biggie for me. Please send some be-calm-on-national-television vibes, please. Thank you!🙏🏼⚡️💃🏼😳📺 #yay
Cutest/yummiest first grade field trip. Kids learned how to make pizza and did important research for the restaurant they will open in their classroom this spring. 💯🍕🙌🏼 #nyc
About last night. Sometimes you just need a really fun night out with preschool mom besties. Love you guys!! ❤️ #latergram
A new day. A new page. ⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️ #amwriting
Truth: I had this moment today when I felt lonely, isolated, off. I’d been writing in the morning and then was just sitting at a little place near the girls’ school eating a yummy bowl of brown rice and veggies. And I let myself feel this inscrutable weight and my immediate instinct was to name it, to understand it. But I’m not sure what it is. I think it has to do with being in the trenches again with writing, with living between a fictional world and the real one. I think it has to do with the fact that all three of my girls are now tucked away in school and growing up, fast. I think it has to do with the fact that my husband is traveling and I feel off-kilter when he’s not with me. I think it has to do with the fact that my mom’s health has been in a precarious spot for more than two years now; she is tough as nails and doing well at the moment, but it’s hard and I must not pretend otherwise. I also think it has to do with this pulsing human thing, this ache, this void, this vague sense of longing that used to drive me to drink, to swim in wine. I think it has to do with things specific to my situation and things absolutely, exquisitely universal, things that baffle us and dog us and inspire us and tug at us in our quiet moments when we refuse to run away with booze or food or shopping or phones. I don’t know. But what I do know is that writing helps, words help, and bizarrely, taking silly, super-filtered selfies helps. Saying: I have hard moments helps. There’s so much pretending going on in this world of ours. We are all in it, we are all complicit. And it feels good sometimes to be real(ish). Does this make sense? Hope so. Okay, ramble is over and I’m off to a school meeting about my middle love’s impending transition to 4th grade (ahhh!) ❤️❤️❤️ #truth
Today’s writing spot. ☕️⚡️ @spaciousapp #amwriting