I have a confession to make: I am not actually naturally a great baker. I'm not patient or particularly careful when I cook. I tend to improvise instead of sticking with a plan. And I hate, hate, hate reading and following instructions. Seriously, I was a party pariah in the late 90s because I decided … Continue reading Dough Day
I've had "go through Ella's baby stuff" on my to do list for about six months. I meant to do it before we moved in July, because it seemed crazy to move with a bunch of disorganized baby boxes. But of course, the actual packing and moving took precedent and I never got around to … Continue reading Boxes of Memories
We were in Tribeca on a crystal clear winter morning. I was in the middle of hustling Ella past the open doors of a parking garage, hoping to catch a cab and get us out of the biting wind. She was dragging her feet a bit, and I’d been fighting impatience. We had plans to … Continue reading Thank you for this glorious day
We found out this week that our precious, prayed for baby is a girl. I think I had been secretly hoping it would be, even though I was pretty sure all signs pointed to boy for Baby Griggs 2.0: I’d never been this sick with Ella, never had so many physical symptoms, my food cravings … Continue reading I am still with you.
Over the twenty-one months we tried and failed to get pregnant, I had a lot of opportunity to think about God's timing. After five months of trying and failing to get pregnant, I got to perform in a show that meant the world to me. The rehearsal and performance schedule was grueling on top of … Continue reading We Are Not In Charge
With a three year old in the house, I spend a lot of time thinking about sharing. I guess when I went back to work after maternity leave, I assumed one of the benefits of having Ella in daycare full time from the very beginning was that she would be used to sharing with other … Continue reading Sharing is Caring – and a little bit more
I have a story I'm proud of up over at Coffee + Crumbs today. Welcome to anyone who clicked over from there! Truth is, I have mixed feelings about sharing this essay - Six Days Late, which I wrote about six months ago. I almost didn't submit it anywhere, because I wasn't ready to talk … Continue reading Welcome!
Once, about a hundred years ago, Jon and I called off our wedding. There was a lot more to it than that, so it's a story for another day. Suffice it to say, it was a hard time. But no one knew. A few months after we'd canceled the venue, photographer, DJ, and more that … Continue reading A Hard Time
"Patience is a virtue." It's something my dad used to tell us constantly when we were kids, to the point that as a teenager I decided I hated both patience AND virtues. As a sort-of grown up, I actually think of myself as a pretty patient person. Patience might be a virtue, but it's … Continue reading Patience
I wrote this awhile ago, before I was ready to fess up about our fertility problems but just after the first executive order travel ban was signed. I'm in a better place about all of this now, but I'm visiting NYC today with Ella, and our hotel looks down on the WTC memorial, and I'm … Continue reading The Best We Can