He got Alice, the way we did, or maybe even more so than us. He made her more confident, funnier, smarter. He brought out all the things that were there already and let her be fully herself, so she seemed to shine with this inner light.

Nobody ever told you that being a mother is all about making what seemed like thousands of tiny decisions.

Marriage was a form of insanity; love hovering permanently on the edge of aggravation.

I see lots of differences between Australians and Americans - but as mothers, I think were pretty much alike!

If parents had children who were good sleepers, they assumed this was due to their good parenting, not good luck.

The medication, the hormones and the relentless frustrations of our lives make us bitchy and you're not allowed to be bitchy in public or people won't like you.

She didn’t understand a damned thing about life except that it was arbitrary and cruel, and some people got away with murder while others made one tiny, careless mistake and paid a terrible price.