Conflict at Christmas

I love to entertain. I love big, noisy dinner parties with lots of guests, food and good conversation. Yet for many years we did not host Christmas for my husband’s family. The reason? I was still not Italian, not Catholic and not right for Carlo in their eyes and, for me, Christmas with my in-laws was a difficult time. Continue reading “Conflict at Christmas”

I Don’t Know How You Do It

When my firstborn daughter was 3 months old, I went back to work two days a week. I was 23 years old, and had only been working for a year since graduating university when I had her. So my husband and I decided that I would work part time, while my daughter stayed with my mother for one day a week and with him on the other. Continue reading “I Don’t Know How You Do It”