Excerpt from Dispatches from a Not-So-Perfect Life: Or How I Learned to
Love the House, the Man, the Child

When I became a mother, part of me thought I had to undergo a radical
personality overhaul. I had been ambitious, prone to curse, ironic, and
rebellious-- often in a rather adolescent form. None of this struck me as
mom material.

Moms, I thought, were people who were simultaneously perky and selfless.
Sure I'll head up the PTA book sale! I'd love to. They were enthusiastic
about service-- anything to help their children. They were efficient and
resourceful.--read more >>