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.”
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Photo Credit: Beth Mayberry of Oak + Oats Lifestyle PhotographyFrom 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 […]
Do I feel the need to validate myself and explain my career decision with past accolades and honors to reassure myself and others of my choice? Not anymore. I used to apologize and dismiss the very notion of this choice, but now that I’m deep into the teen years with my three kids, the value of […]
It took a conversation I had with a mom whose children had grown for it to come full circle for me. She mentioned if she could get time back with her young kids it wouldn’t be to attend the piano recital again or the Christmas play one more time. Rather, it would be to relive […]
My point is that kids and accidents go hand-in-hand, am I right? If it hasn’t happened to you yet—if your innocent child has not ruined something that you love or something expensive—I hate to tell you, but the time is coming. It will inevitably happen. Whether they are two and fry your computer or 16 […]
If I’m honest, this season of toddlers feels too long, too raw, and too close to every single source of insecurity I have. It feels endless and personal. Every meltdown, angry response, or missed potty-training cue (so many missed potty training cues) makes me feel like a failure at the only job I have right […]
Maybe she’s like me and will take the time to actually (gasp) try something on in the fitting room just because I can, while sipping a coffee from the in-house Starbucks and nibbling on popcorn that I don’t have to share with anyone.
To combat those fears and jitters our little ones (and their mamas) may experience when attending preschool for the first time, I wanted to share some of the things he and I have discussed.
When would my life stop revolving around poo? Would it ever? I was an educated woman. I had hopes and dreams. I used to be able to speak in complete sentences. But here I was, spending each day trying desperately to reason with a toddler.