Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is…

Work brings Phil to New York for the next two weeks. He left yesterday, so today was day one as single mom. I’m happy to report that I avoided both wine and drugs—aside from the hormones I’m taking that make…

I went to the gynecologist yesterday for an annual exam. I’m 36 years old. I know my period has been fucked up for over a year now, coming infrequently. I assumed it was because of the weight loss and stress…

I don’t want to be this mother, and I caught myself doing it, adding to the very atmosphere and co-created relationship I hate. I heard myself competing with another mother.
I’m a Montessori psycho. I actually went to Michael’s, sorted…

If this were a movie, I’d now be admitting how much I preferred the simpler birthday, what a self-revelation it was to discover that the unplanned mess of a birthday was better than anything you can plan. I’d maybe liken…

It looked as if we’d spent the day at home practicing. “No, again! Now, once more, what will you tell Santa when he asks you what you’d like for Christmas?” Because no kid, unless he’s a film character named Travis…

Good Gelt?
Inclusive. I try, sometimes fall short, but I try to always be inclusive. I simply don’t see an upside to excluding people. When I have plans with some friends, and another reaches out asking what I’m up to,…

animal kingdom…