Babies

Days after my oldest was born, I found myself walking around in a fog. I was still recovering from a painful cesarean delivery—one I hadn't planned for or expected. I was trying to adjust to my new normal: sleep...

Now, I’m a big experiences person. Experiences matter to me – especially experiences with people I care about. And for the most part, I like my experiences to be enjoyable. I did not want to look back on this family photo experience and remember it as a big flop.

We cling to our coffee with our phone in hand to relay our struggles, and we can miss the opportunities to gather around other women who understand the frustrations over that cup of coffee, in the same room, and leave our phones in the diaper bag.

Almost as soon as we were handed our youngest son, we were mostly left alone. The nurses didn't dive in with helpful suggestions on holding our little one, swaddling him or getting him to latch for the first time. About day two of being in the hospital, I realized it was because this was baby number four for us

Forgive me, but please know that I am trying my best. I'm finishing college and caring for my family and working to create a stable, happy life for them. With the support of a loving husband, I am finding more and more about me that I love. I am raising your grandsons to be thoughtful and caring and mindful young men. 

I couldn't cook or clean. Just trying to keep my daughter and I both sane and alive became my primary job. I started thinking, "I have to get through this for my son's sake. I can't keep falling apart because my daughter and husband need me to be stay strong and healthy."

From the moment of conception (and actually, even before) children are losing their right to privacy. In fact, a recent study shared that by the time a child is five years old, their parents will have posted around 1,500 images of them on social media. Anonymity has been snatched away from them.

Leaving your sweet bundle at home or dropping them off at daycare can be heart-wrenching. And that isn't the only difficult aspect to making your post-baby debut in the office. After each child, I was overwhelmed with the idea of using a breast pump at work.

We all know that the last month of pregnancy lasts about 354 days. If you're nearing the last month of your first pregnancy, then you are quickly learning it will drag on forever. And despite researching all the pregnancy must haves,...

Tonight, after I put my kids to bed and finally had a moment to myself, I thought of the ways I inadvertently give people in my life my emotional and sometimes physical leftovers. No, I am not talking about food anymore. I am talking about giving those we love the most in our life, the cold and unappealing leftovers of our day.