Katie, Senior Writer
The Day My Son Choked: Every Mom’s Fear
It was a normal day. We had just come back from some late morning errands. I got everyone back in the house and lunch started. Driving home, we were discussing everyone having dinosaur nuggets....
Dion’s, DoorDash, Dinner’s Done
I'm a mom in the 21st century. I always look for the best deals, and the easiest way to get them. It just comes naturally to my parenting repertoire. I mean, I've been using...
To My Son on Your Wedding Day: Our Final Dance
You're three-feet-something and I set you up on our kitchen counter. We dance together while the music fills our home. I cherish these moments, since you are my kid who can keep a rhythm....
Fighting for Their Hearts Over Their Behavior
My husband called and asked what I was doing. Without missing a beat I told him, "Trying not to quit my job." Aka "Our kids are driving me nuts." Knowing things were most likely tense...
Travel Colorado: Steamboat Springs
When I was little I remember taking a family trip to Steamboat Springs. My parents had a timeshare that allowed us to spend a few quality family days up there. I remember nothing else...
The Case For Less Screen Time
First, I in no way am judging the mamas who do not limit screen time. To each their own. Consider hearing me out though...
I was a big fan of screen time and have given...
Waiting Room Gratitude: A Lesson Learned Between Two Pink Lines
I took the clipboard and pen from the receptionist, and made my way back to the waiting room. I filled out the endless sheets of paperwork. Checked countless boxes for which I knew the...
My Fourth First Trimester: The Hardest One Yet
But as any pregnant woman knows, life must go on. We must do the bare minimum to ensure chaos doesn't make its way into our homes. I don't want to feel like this; exhausted and sometimes lifeless in thought. I don't even have the energy to string together thoughts. There's really no amount of sleep either that can make me feel better. It's a different type of tired.
It’s Road Trip Season: Don’t Make Me Pull This Car Over
It didn't used to be this way. When I was a kid, road trips were a BLAST! We could lie down in the back without buckles. *Gasp!* And we went to sleep comfortably without restraints. The worst discomfort we had was the occasional sibling taking up too much room next to us.
The Truth About Sharing Our Marital Bed
Here's the thing—I secretly love it. I love that my son seeks us out for comfort. Even though the rational part of me is concerned about him relying on us too much. I love when I wake up first and my husband has a 30 pound toddler snuggled up next to his long torso. When I really think about it, these years will never come again.