Theresa Laurence
Theresa is a Nashville native (seriously!) and a semi-pioneer of East Nashville, circa 2003 (post-tornado, but pre-It City). She studied journalism at Spring Hill College in Mobile, Alabama, then spent a brief stint in Washington, D.C. before returning to Nashville and getting married to her college sweetheart, Peter. Theresa is a writer and photographer for the Tennessee Register newspaper and a freelance contributor to the East Nashvillian magazine. She loves to read the good, old-fashioned printed word—novels, newspapers, maps, menus, cereal boxes, and whatever else she can lay hands on. Theresa lives with her husband and three children (Rosalie, 7; Elliott, 4.5; and Miriam, born 3/31/15), and their 10-year-old Border Collie in their little cottage, where they enjoy music, reading, gardening, cooking, and eating—especially with friends. Their family also enjoys camping in Middle Tennessee and exploring all Nashville has to offer.
The Great Gender Reveal
Last week, as my husband and I sat anxiously awaiting the nurse to call my name for my 20-week ultrasound, I picked up a pregnancy magazine and zeroed in on a feature where readers...
Keeping an Old Fashioned Flair in Christmas — Simple Family Traditions
If you’re feeling a little over the hustle and bustle of holiday commitments—and not entirely embracing the hyper-commercialism of the Christmas season—take a deep breath, get a nice cup of hot tea, and read...
Holiday Fun Two Ways: Blowout vs Shoestring Budget
The holidays are upon us, and the opportunities to get out and enjoy the sights and the sounds of the season are numerous here in Music City! The choices can be almost overwhelming (see...
A Thanksgiving Ode to My Mother-in-Law
As Thanksgiving approaches, many of you are probably busy scouring cookbooks for gluten-free green bean casserole recipes or looking to put a new spin on mashed potatoes for the annual family feast. But not...
Embracing (and Slightly Fearing!) the Mystery of Baby #3
My husband and I are expecting baby #3 this Spring, and I could not be happier…or more terrified! Since I will be the ripe old age of 37 when this baby comes into the...
On ER Visits, Stitches, and Life Lessons From My Fearless Boy
“Nooo! Not again!” I shouted as my son burst into tears, looking woefully up at me, covering his mouth with his hand but failing to stop the blood from seeping through his fingers. “How...
Please Don’t Go! Drop-off Anxiety and Your Kindergartener
You walk your kindergartener to her classroom, and all around you are children who give their parents hasty goodbye hugs and quickly become absorbed in their morning work. Your daughter, however, bursts into tears...