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“Although our intellect always longs for clarity and certainty, our nature often finds uncertainty fascinating.”

Karl Von Clausewitz

Four months ago a friend of mine from Brown invited a group of us to Cabo for a weekend getaway.

I was thrilled.

The twins would be 11 months old and I could scoot away for a few days easily!

They’d be fine.

So would Madison (13), Sagey (7) and Phoenix (4).

Philippe was a love and said wholeheartedly, “You should go! We’ll be fine. I’ll just hunker down and camp out here with the five kids for the weekend. We’ll have fun!”

He booked my tickets on points that night, and I was ecstatic.

My friends AND a beach!


I’ve never left my five kids. Ever.

This would be big.

Fast-forward two months.

I looked ahead in my ical as I was scheduling a video shoot for, and saw CABO in pink (of course) on March 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th.

My stomach dropped.


A feeling of dread filled my body as my heart sank.


Stomach dropped?


Heart sank?

A reaction like this I did not expect.

“What’s going on?” I asked myself.

“Why the dread? Why the pit in my stomach? What’s the fear?”

Then it hit me––my fear spoke loud and clear, “My twins aren’t going to be ready for me to leave them in 8 weeks . . .they’re still nursing five times a day! How can I leave them? How can they go four days without nursing, and without Mommy?”

When I saw my ex-husband the next day I mentioned my ambivalence about the trip (he knows all of the friends from Brown with whom I was slated to getaway).

“Oh, yeah, reunions like that are hard,” he said, and then he went into a whole thing about how this and that reunion with this and that friend turned out to be a drama because of this and that.”

“No,” I explained, “It’s not that at all. It’s that Dakota and Montana are nursing so much and I’m so blessed to be able to nurse twins so easily and I don’t want to leave them without nursing––and me! –– for four days and I don’t want to lose my breast milk.”

He continued on with more stories about reunions, as though he hadn’t heard a thing I’d said.

Some things never change. ;)

I ruminated about Cabo for a day or so––very unlike me at this point in my life after a lot of yoga and letting go. I usually have clarity quickly and if not, I let it go until the muddy waters settle, as the Tao recommends.

Then I asked the Universe for help, and I did let it go. I set an intention to stop thinking about it, and had faith that the answer would come.

My departure date for Cabo is now three days away.

I have no clarity.

On Saturday I thought I did.

I was talking with two of our servers at Prana Restaurant (, and one of the servers said, “I don’t have kids, but I think you should go!” while the other, a new Supermom to a three-month-old son, told me she was heartbroken because she’d lost her breast milk while she’d had the flu for five days.

“You’re my divine intervention!” I told her. “I’m not going. I don’t want to lose my breast milk.”

But then that night, as I was falling asleep, my Spirit whispered, “Go. It’ll be OK. The twins will be fine. Face your fear. Dust off that breast pump and make sure it works and oh, buy a bathing suit because Girl, you ain’t got one that fits!”

Well, maybe my Spirit didn’t talk exactly like that, but that was the gist of it. ;)

(I’m a minimalist and have one bathing suit, and it’s the one I wore while pregnant with the twins, so a shopping trip would be necessary if Cabo were in the cards.)

Now if you’ve read my blog, you know that I ALWAYS listen to my Spirit.

Or almost always.

So why not now?

Why no clarity?

I’m not sure, but I will be.

At the perfect time.

That I DO know.

“Praise the bridge that carried you over.”

George Colman

“If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, ‘thank you,’ that would suffice.”

Meister Eckhart

“Gratitude helps you to grow and expand; gratitude brings joy and laughter into your life and into the lives of all those around you.”

Eileen Caddy

“When you are grateful fear disappears and abundance appears.”

Anthony Robbins

“Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.”

William Arthur Ward

“Learn everything you can, anytime you can, from anyone you can – there will always come a time when you will be grateful you did.”


Sarah Caldwell

“Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.”



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It is with great joy and gratitude that I share with you that I am now officially a BOSTON HERALD blogger.

My blog, called BEST LIFE EVER, is debuting this week, so stay tuned.

I will blog frequently on BOSTONHERALD.COM and often include videos. I will also have a QUOTE OF THE DAY. You can find my blog in the LIFESTYLE section.

I will also be writing for THE BOSTON HERALD newspaper, so stay tuned for that as well.

Yes! Of course I will continue to write It’s near and dear to my heart, as is every one of you.

Love, light, and have the best day ever!


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Super-Mom Betsy Parsons:

I expected motherhood to change me.  How could it not?  Everything was new.  But what I didn’t expect was that motherhood would strip me bare – drop me to rock bottom – force me to face that I had lost myself – demand that I pick up the shattered bits of me and piece myself back together.  It was all at once brutal and gratifying.  I am grateful for all of it.  I have learned who I am and how great my support system is.  I learned how absolutely wonderful my husband is, what a fantastic dad he is, and what a loving and supportive family surround us.  It’s not just me who is a super mom.  It’s my husband, my mom and dad, and my mother and father-in-law who make up this super family.  Each one of us plays an important role. Life is a tremendous gift, and we were all starkly reminded of that during the first six weeks of my daughter’s life. We almost lost her.  The first six weeks of her life were spent in the NICU.  She was a full term baby but a very sick one.  After she came home, every milestone was carefully watched.   She thrived.  And I almost missed it because I was worried about what could be wrong.  It was 9 months later when I started to splinter apart.  She was walking and I was cracking – emotions needed to be expressed.  I needed to feel again.  Not surprising, but I hadn’t been taking care of myself.  I was just trying to make it through a minute, then an hour, and a full day.  I wasn’t taking care of myself.  I wasn’t sleeping well.  I was sleepwalking.  I rationalized that all of this was well within a first-time mom response (ha!).   Eventually, I was diagnosed with PTSD and got help.  I began to piece myself back together.  It took another full year for me to hear the stirrings of my voice.  It’s been over two years, and just recently I realized that I am whole again.  I experienced such joy in finding myself.    I had really missed me!  But losing myself and finding an improved version had taken hold – makes me so grateful for the journey.  It has allowed me freedom to be myself, to slow down and enjoy the moments of motherhood, to rely on my family to play significant roles raising my daughter, to trust, and to embrace the unexpected.  It’s often what I need most!  I’m so thankful for my super family – including my husband who is embracing his role as stay-at-home dad!  Collectively, we’re a super team with a super daughter.