My mom is and was an awesome mom. She has always gone out of her way to show her support, love, and to make sure we are spoiled on occasion. I have no complaints about the type of mom she is. Except one. My mom was and is so wrapped up in her identity as […]
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I see you. You who share your wounds publicly. I see your vulnerability whether it’s with the hashtag or sharing part of your story. The courage I see in you inspires me. I admire your bravery and strength and applaud your attack against silence. Sadly, #Metoo. But I Can’t Go Public… Yet To be honest, […]
If you have had an emotional heart attack. If your life is a mess. Or if you are walking around broken wondering each day how you made it through, I am so, so sorry for your pain and your struggle. I send to you love, hugs and empathy. The author of this post chose to […]
I am so grateful to the huge number of simple, quiet posts, “Me, too.” The number is overwhelming. It should not be okay that the majority of women I know, of every age and background, have dealt with this. Whether they were raped, assaulted, degraded, belittled or made to feel uncomfortable, it does not matter. […]
I think it’s a shame that I didn’t realize I was an introvert until I was well into my thirties. Had I known that my need to be alone for at least part of the day was something I had no control over, I could have saved myself some serious mom guilt.
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 […]
In my head, I went into the parenting death spiral—does the fact that my kiddo won’t take a pacifier make me a bad mom? If I was a good mom, couldn’t I keep her content during a quick trip through the store? If I can’t even get my girl to take a paci, what other […]
I don’t want my negative experiences with people in my life to strongly impact my daughters’ opinions of those same people.
I wasn’t content with the idea that just because my age had expanded, my waistline had to! For months, I thought it would just be a matter of watching what I ate and being more active. Guess what? The scale refused to move.