This is the third in a series of posts about women’s bodies and consecration. Part I was about pregnancy, and part II about single sisterhood. I am using the information gathered in these posts to write an article called “A Living Sacrifice,” which will be published in the fall/winter 2007 issue of Segullah. Comments posted [...]

Holy Cow. Can we talk about this? I read this essay when it was under consideration for Segullah, and flipped. What are we doing to ourselves?!? I understand this woman’s pain! Why do we (and I’m talking about most of us, here, ladies!) let the world dictate such ridiculous standards to us?It’s super easy [...]

“Cookie Mom! I want cookie!”
”Can I have Cheetos, Mom! Please?”
“Not right now, Alison. Look! We’re going to that line.”
My hands clenched around the shopping cart as I sped toward the checkout counter. Almost there, almost home. I looked at my two year old–his heavy eyelids threatened to close at any moment. I think I [...]

About a year ago I came on board as an editor for Segullah. The opportunity came as an answer to prayers, many prayers, as an outlet for a desire to contribute to something worthwhile, as a kick in the butt to myself to get writing again.
In my journal I wrote an entry titled, Writing: At [...]

Well here it is, the last week of school. A hot handful of eager eighteen-year-olds in my life are graduating on Thursday. I am nothing but a spectator, watching them take the giant leap from high school to adulthood.
Doesn’t it seem appropriate then to blog away some words of wisdom? And who better to do [...]

Amelia’s post at Exponent II is worth reading. Here’s a sneak peak:
“It may seem absolutely obvious to us that of course women matter to the Lord. Of course they are of equal value to and deserve joy as much as men. Of course God [...]

True story.
A woman named Claudia called the other day and in a thick Peruvian accent said, “I hear you make of the costumes?”

In 1986 English professor Gene England goes to New York City for Easter Weekend to present at a conference, and see several plays with an old friend. Passing some street hustlers playing the three-card shuffle con-games on the side of the street and seeing a tourist get taken advantage of, he stops to watch, and [...]

In February, I drove down to Salt Lake City and boarded a plane to fly to Phoenix to attend my Grandmother’s funeral in Thatcher, Arizona. I’d made this trip a hundred times, but rarely with such clear skies and never with such a tender heart.

Tonight was all about picking sides. First, it was what to order at El Azteca. Vegetarian burrito or Vegetarian nachos? I like the burrito for the flavor and the nachos for the gastronomical journey.
Nachos. Settled.
Then it was off to join my father in watching the Jazz game, the Provo city council downtown alliance decision which [...]

I like the feel of my baby’s tummy against mine as he nurses. He reaches up and grabs my nose, or sometimes bats at my cheek over and over. Occasionally he’ll fall asleep nursing: his little body grows heavy, and he dozes and eats at the same time. It’s good to hold [...]

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Some of the greatest lessons I learned about motherhood I learned from my father.

I have Depression. I think depression is like alcoholism, that no matter how “clean” I am today or yesterday or the last few months, I still “have” it. It looms, knows, waits, affects my decisions, and makes me into someone different than I thought I would be.

This very morning while perusing my favorite web new sources, I came across a picture of my favorite actress. I only knew it was her because of the caption underneath the photo. The image itself looked more like her skeleton. I rationalized her dramatic weight-loss on an upcoming role. I thought about it all day [...]

On Mother’s Day I listen to the talks praising Motherhood, I take home my geranium (does anyone like the smell of geraniums?), and leave feeling unworthy of the Mothers I’ve just heard about. I’ve always wanted to speak in Sacrament Meeting on Mother’s Day, to give a talk that doesn’t make me feel guilty and [...]

I have often heard the phrase, “I know it like the back of my hand.” What does that mean, really? How well do you know the back of your hand? Can you picture it in your mind? Unlike some, I apparently do not know the back of my hand very well. While looking over these [...]

I have something like 87 mother’s in my life. The obvious one, the one I got with the wedding, the dozen or so I picked up with the neighborhood, some from the ward. And the ones who kept me even after we moved away. I love these women. Do you hear that? I love you [...]

I just finished watching the PBS Documentary “The Mormons.” I think that it is our duty as Mormon bloggers to post about it. I say duty and I MEAN DUTY.