Me, on my first day of full-time remote work after seven years as a SAHM

The Email That Got Me a Six Figure Job After Seven Years as a SAHM

This is the story of how one email got me a six figure job. …

Public parks and playgrounds

I found myself at the park, again, for the fifth time in five days. I watched my sons ramble around the playground navigating new alliances with an equal mix of street smart and subtle cooperation. And I couldn’t help but feel so proud. Somewhere in my suburban upbringing I also…

On April 1, 2020, I was laid off. A brief video call from California and it was done. Outside my window, I watched my four children and my husband of 13 years jump on the tramp. Their blonde hair stood on end, static electricity playing its reliable tricks. I hugged…

We said goodbye to the babysitter, pulled the door shut, and walked to the car together. The air felt light, the October sun warm. Downtown, we ordered a plate of corn tacos. We plopped Pico on steaming plates, poured water, took off our masks, fumbling into this rare moment. Just the two of us. Eating tacos. Downtown. I think we’re on a date. A pandemic date. I say. A date is a date even if it’s signing your life on a dotted line.

We stepped into the gleaming elevator and I leaned into him as we rode to the seventh floor. He’ll be right out, the receptionist tells us. He has a mullet, I smile to myself as I walk towards the windows facing the Capitol. There are people without homes camped…

The Milstein Family Hall of Ocean Life, Natural History Museum, NYC

Nursing Near Meteorites

We’ve been here for only a minute. I glance down at my red-faced infant. The desperation on his face echoes the ache in my breasts. If we don’t find a place to nurse in t minus 15 seconds, we’ll both explode.

We breeze through life size bears…

Some call them the Hot Dads of Disneyland. But they’re more than that.

After three days of Disneyland indoctrination, a high on $5 spicy corn dogs, obscene amounts of churro, and Radiator Springs racing, there is something I must say:

I have gone and witnessed something I didn’t know existed and it would be unfair for me not to share: there is a…

I wonder if there is one woman out there who has never felt frustrated with her motherhood, in any way. If there is, I do not want to meet her.*

This is not the motherhood I signed up for. I want tidy drawers and pitter patter sounds. Sweetly sung lullabies…

Koseli Cummings

Pronounced like ‘closely’. Writing about creativity in general, culture at large, and life abroad in Korea.

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