Last Friday my sweet, black son learned that some will hate him because of the color of skin. And it broke his fucking heart. … All his life, Lennon thought that racism was something that only existed in history books. A crazy idea from a crazy time, that was somehow deactivated with the stroke ofContinue reading “We all have to make it”
Author Archives: Nahall Fells
See the good
Oh, hey old friend. It’s been a while. A long while. But I suppose I couldn’t stay away forever. I used to blog. I used to write to keep friends and family in the loop about what my husband and I, and eventually our kids, were up to while we followed a tumultuous NFL careerContinue reading “See the good”
NFL wives
Just down the winding street from our house is a charming little school called North Elementary that my family knows very, very well. It’s home to the little playground with the grey “spinny thing” that Lennon has loved (to watch, not ride) since he has had an opinion. Home to a sprawling field where DannyContinue reading “NFL wives”
Our family bed
My new years resolution for 2015 was to make time to write again. A little over two months into the new year and here I am. Maybe it was the writer’s equivalent of the age old resolution, “I’m gonna make time for myself this year” or maybe I just missed being able to read myContinue reading “Our family bed”
Same roller coaster, different year
No different than any other year, these last few months have been one heck of an emotional roller coaster. It’s hard to believe that the last time I sat down at my computer to write a blog my sweet baby Layla Liv was still in my belly. It’s even harder to think that just monthsContinue reading “Same roller coaster, different year”
Staying in arms reach of each other
Lennon and I visited a Montessori toddler program a few weeks ago in Mansfield, Massachusetts and were both pleasantly surprised that he absolutely adored it. He loved all of the colorful gadgets and toys, the festive alphabet that decorated the wall, the sweet teachers and of course the fun-sized sink where he could wash hisContinue reading “Staying in arms reach of each other”
Another year, another campaign
I recently came across a craft lesson on Pinterest that showed me how take an ordinary map of the US and turn it into a cute wall hanging using pins and thread. When done correctly, the pulled thread would create a cozy heart around the city that I call home and the framed product would be absolutely adorable. Once I decided that this might be a DIY project that I’dContinue reading “Another year, another campaign”
An open letter to NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell
Dear Mr. Goodell, I see that you’ve been catching a lot of heat lately. In fact, you seem to be quite the disfavored crusader these days. I’m sure that you’re very aware that the rule changes you’ve implemented in the NFL over the last few years haven’t been very popular among the masses. Fans, broadcasters, even players, continuously criticize the effort you’ve made to makeContinue reading “An open letter to NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell”
Oh the adventures…
Yesterday I put the peanut butter in the dishwasher, a few days before that I put bibs in my underwear drawer and a week before that I pumped hand soap onto my toothbrush. I haven’t actually known what day of the week it was at any given point in time over the last two months and itContinue reading “Oh the adventures…”
The "Mom and Dad" that we're becoming
To everyone who warns me that my life is about to change dramatically, I insist that it already has. It may not have changed in the ways that it will in a couple of months but I can’t help but feel light years away from the existence I knew just a few months ago. For one, I used toContinue reading “The "Mom and Dad" that we're becoming”
Talking to the Ceiling 