So, graduation either just happened, is happening now, or—if you’re like me—it’s barreling toward you in a couple of weeks like a freight train you forgot to board.

And let’s be honest: most of us moms are running on fumes right now. We’ve got the photo from prom. But those are so… well, prom. We have the festive ones from Christmas or Thanksgiving. But nothing that screams this moment. This sacred, weird, monumental, heart-ripping moment. The one where your baby—yes, the one who used to make fish faces when you squished his cheeks—is about to walk across a stage and out of your house.

So it's December 11th, and some of you are looking at your calendar and freaking out.  Not all of you, sure.  But some of you, and not just about the weather or last presidential election.  You’re thinking about all the tiny little things on your December to-do list that you were hoping to get done before now.