june 25th

This day is such a blessed one. 

Six years ago, I was celebrating my brother- and sister-in-law’s lavish wedding celebration at the Rookery Building in Chicago. 


Last year, another fabulous wedding for my best friend and her hubby in the burbs. 


And two years ago, I was in the middle to end of a 25-hour labor with my bundle of joy at Prentice downtown. Yes, the last one was a little more uncomfortable than the first two. (Not going to share a photo here.)

When E turned one, I was so busy with the wedding and still in the thick of balancing work and baby and (trying to have a) life, that I didn’t feel as reflective as I am this year. 

I was in bed last night crying. Everyone has a story, and it’s not always easy. I was crying with gratitude. With happiness. 


My almost two-year-old little girl is happy and healthy and smart and sassy and funny and sweet and wild and…did I mention sassy? Oh my word, I know there are ups and downs, but let me tell you, this is the best ride I’ve ever been on.

All of the sleepless nights, the lack of a social life, the blow outs (and I don’t mean getting my hair done), the never ending colds, the random stains I discover on my shirt while at work, the crying that hurts your insides so deep…I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

June 25th. A day filled with lots of love. Filled with moments of new beginnings in marriage and life. Of excitement and nerves and anticipation of what’s to come. What a special day! Xo

to my funny valentines

For almost 15 years, I’ve had the same valentine. He is supportive and smart and caring and handsome and he’s mine. 


Three and a half years ago, we picked up the sweetest French Bulldog I ever did see, and he has been a little gift from God for me. He’s such a good snuggler, and gives the best kisses, I only wish we could get him a Mrs. (that’s a lie – I want him all to myself!)


Then, a little miracle appeared one warm June night, and everything in the world felt just right. My heart was overwhelmed with joy, my darling little girl, with her mom’s eyes and her daddy’s red hair in a curl. (Really, though, she had so much hair.)


Happy Valentine’s Day to my funny valentines, and virtual hugs to everyone! Xo

Happy May 9th!

Seems crazy for Mother’s Day to pass by without saying anything! These days being a mom is my favorite topic. Hehe. However, I was a little busy yesterday mothering and traveling. My apologies for my tardiness. So, anyway, here goes.

Mother’s Day has always been a wonderful day to celebrate because, I may me biased, but I swear my mom is the best. She raised us full-time, and only now can I appreciate what that really means. Honestly, I don’t know if I could do it, and with such grace. She was born to be a mom. It comes natural to her, and I feel extremely lucky to be her daughter. And if being an amazing mom isn’t good enough, she’s the greatest grandma around! My parents even took Ellie last weekend so I could go to Palm Springs with my girlfriends (more on that later!). What a gift! 

My mom may have learned a thing of two from my grandma, the matriarch of our family at the ripe old age of 95. But don’t let that fool you: she hosts our annual Kalish girls holiday party, loves Skipbo and Bingo, lets us come and hang out at her pool, and cooks us food when we come to visit. I am so blessed to have her in my life, and I learn so much from her every time I talk to her. She’s tough, smart, and so sweet, and I’m so glad Ellie gets to spend time with her, too.

My sister became a mom five years ago, and has since had three of the most animated children I’ve ever met. Again, she’s a natural at it (did this gene skip me?), and until my little girl, I don’t think any little ones have filled my heart with such joy as hers. They love to sing and dance, play games and make believe, and I love when little Charles calls Ellie, “Baby”, even though he’s just a baby himself. And it’s equally fun to watch my big sis care for these sweet nuggets.

Then I got married, almost five years ago, and gained two more mothers and more grandmothers. Strong women with so much heart, all hard-working with a passion for life and to live it to the fullest. Role models for me and little Ellie, for sure.

And now, there’s me. The past three Mother’s Days have been transformative: hoping to be a mother, gleefully pregnant with a healthy baby (boy or girl, only time would tell!), and now mother to one of the most complex humans on the planet. Oh, and I wouldn’t have it any other way! She makes you work hard for a glimpse of her million-dollar smile, but when you see it, it radiates. Watching her laugh, her concentrate, her confusion, her excitement, her sadness, her sense of humor, her wonder…there is nothing in the world like it. 

I’m a huge fan of Nancy Tillman’s children’s books, especially On the Night You Were Born

Heaven blew every trumpet 
and played every horn
on the wonderful, marvelous
night you were born.

Thanks for giving me the joyful roller coaster of motherhood, Ellie Belly. I’m so blessed to be your mommy, and to be surrounded by so much love and support.