In the weeks after my first child was born, I remember staring up through bloodshot, envious eyes at my sister-in-law, Leah Guzman, while clutching my tiny new human to my chest. She was thriving as an artist and a mother of two, and from my tired, unshowered, spit up-covered place on the couch, it appeared that her breed of quiet confidence had been instilled at birth, emitting not even a hiccup as she crossed the threshold of motherhood. Turns out I was wrong.
Finding a New Groove: Pandemic Edition
The world is in chaos, and so was my psyche. Until I made some basic — yet vital — changes. I was furloughed from my job in travel advertising in April and, with respect to all the people out there who have been left in dire straits by the reverb of the coronavirus, my layoff... Continue Reading →
4 Ways I Make Time for Myself While Doing Right by My Kids
For the three years after my first baby was born, I dedicated nearly every minute I had to interacting with and caring for my kids. I don't regret a single second of that time, but now I'm ready to focus on myself a bit, too. So I've developed a few strategies for squirreling away an... Continue Reading →
A New Year, A New Groove
I am coming out of the haze and I am coming into Camille again – a new Camille, who is and will always be “Mama” but who I now know will be other things, too. I don’t know everything about who she’ll – I’ll – become, but I am eager to saddle up and enjoy the ride.