Sarah Casimiro

Sarah grew up in Rhode Island and now lives in West Bridgewater, making brief stops in Quincy, Fall River, and East Bridgewater, along the way. She made the leap from Rhode Island to Massachusetts way back in 1999 when she decided to pursue a teaching degree at Boston University. She chose her career in 1987 and is currently teaching high school English to 10th and 12th graders, fulfilling a 6-year-old’s dream at the age of 22, a proclamation that often brings forth snickers from her students. She became a mother for the first time in 2016 to her daughter Cecilia, then doubled down in late 2018 with the birth of her second daughter, Adelaide. She currently lives with her husband, Jason, their dog, Nanook, their cat, Moxie, and five chickens. They share a home with her parents, who live above them and also provide the most amazing childcare for Ceci and Addie. Sarah couldn’t live without her family, her insulin pump (shout out to other T1D mamas), and Starbucks iced chai lattes. She could live without angry people, essay grading, and diaper changing.

family celebrating birthday with woman and child blowing candles out, last year of 30s, turning 40

The Final Year of My 30s (or, “Oh Shoot, I’m Almost 40”)

This year, on June 30, I turn 39. While this isn’t exactly a milestone year, it definitely has me thinking a lot about my life. …

To the Class of 2020, and Their Moms

To the class of 2020 — whether it’s high school, preschool, college, or whatever — you are getting a bad deal here. COVID-19 has taken …

Breaking Up (with Amazon) Is Hard To Do

A hundred and one orders placed in the last six months. Every time I try, I fail. No matter what I do, I can’t quit …

Social Distancing :: This Isn’t Going Well… and That’s OK

But this has taught me something. There is not one type of mom. There aren’t even 10 types. Or unicorn moms, or helicopter moms, or whatever fancy name type people want to use to label moms. There are just moms.

A Note to My (Other) Kids During Social Distancing

Long before I had my children, I had “my kids” — aka, my students. While giving birth and raising my girls is an entirely different …

On COVID-19 and Facing Fear :: There’s More to Learn than Handwashing

This isn’t easy. Mostly because I, too, am angry and scared and sad. I want to go back to normal. Unfortunately, it looks like this is the new normal, at least for a little while. As uncomfortable as I am, I can’t take that out on others. And while I’m happy that everyone has a newfound love for handwashing, I’d like to encourage a love for kindness, compassion, and love itself.