Erin Curlett
Erin lives with her Army husband and two boys on the windward side of Oahu. When she’s not in the middle of a toddler dance party or tickle fight, Erin loves to jog by the ocean, play with eye makeup, and send super long voice messages to her friends around the world. Erin writes because she believes vulnerably sharing our stories with each other is the best way to heal, connect, and find hope in the future. Former blog editor of the Good Mother Project, Erin’s writing has also appeared on Mamalode, Scary Mommy, and her personal blog, www.erincurlett.com.
Playground Politics, On and Off the Monkey Bars
It started with an outing to a playground.
A few weeks ago, we had a fun afternoon at a woodsy playground, where our kids met a boy and his brother, about 9 and 10. The...
Friday Favorites – Erin’s Picks for Gentle Parenting
Welcome to our newest series. In "Friday Favorites," our team will share a handful of favorite items. These can range from clothes to beauty products to recipes to books and anything in between.
Traditional parenting...
As the Wife of an Emergency Physician, I Beg You, Please Stay Home
This weekend, on the cusp of Spring Break, my phone was abuzz:
“What are we thinking about Mom’s Night Out? Are you still going?"
"That pool party’s still okay since there’s only a few of us,...
“Touched Out” Has New Meaning as a Mom and a Sexual Assault Survivor
It was 3am, and neither of us had slept.
My red-faced, two-day-old son was screaming and writhing in my arms, refusing to latch to my bruised and bloody nipples. His deep need for comfort and...
The Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease Curse: A Mother’s Log
The following is a log of a mother's experience with hand, foot, and mouth disease or HFMD. The entries were shared after the family's survival from this rampant, inconvenient, and unpleasant outbreak. This brave...
Ennea Hype: What is the Enneagram?
I am a personality type junkie and the Enneagram is my latest fix. I won’t lie about it.
Once upon a time I would have shyly told you I was a Scorpio. Later, INFJ was...
Stranger Violence: The Warning Signals You Should Know
On a summer night in 2008, I was sexually assaulted by a guy who was smart and good-looking and kept an OED on his coffee table. The night had the makings of a movie...
Extremely Wicked, Shockingly Evil, and Totally Plausible
You’d never expect the boy next door to rape and kill you.
This isn’t how this post was supposed to begin. I was planning to lead with a joke. It was supposed to be funny,...
The Woman Before Me
I find the letter in a drawer while trying to KonMari our bedroom. The handwriting on the envelope is measured and hopeful and dotted with hearts, and my own heart flutters as I unfold...
Chapter Books for Book-Hungry Tots
Recently I tried an experiment. I picked up my husband’s old copy of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to read to Jacob, our almost 4-four-year-old. My hopes weren't high—the kid doesn't exactly get gold...
A Deployment’s Aftermath: I Don’t Want Daddy to Put Me to Bed
Tim had a deployment when Jacob, our oldest, had just turned two. It was hard to know how to talk about it with him then—he didn't have the vocabulary or the understanding. Tim gave him...
Oahu PCS: How to Prepare for Paradise
Although it's March, for many of you, it still feels like winter. Most of my friends are posting pictures of snowy landscapes and adorable knit hats. I'm a sucker for an adorable hat, so...