Bailey Streicher
See Circle City: Indianapolis Parks and Playgrounds
Beautiful weather is finally coming back in Indianapolis! Now is the time to pack up the kids and soak up that sunshine. Indianapolis Moms...
5 Ways To Kick the Back to School Stress
We all know the feeling. You're minding your sweet, summer-lovin' business, cruising through Target to refill on sunscreen and popsicles. When suddenly, out of...
I Love You, Bro
I stand close by as he impatiently corrects a couple of missed problems on his math homework. I make myself busy putting away clean...
Minimal-ish Motherhood
I first felt the impact of minimalism at 30 years old. I was working full-time as a teacher, raising a one-year-old (with another on...
::Heart of IM – Non-Profit Spotlight:: Seeds of Caring
We all want to raise our kids to be kind. We yearn to see them show compassion, lend a helping hand, and grow up...
Bye-bye, Binky: The End Of An Era
Bye-bye, Binky.
It feels like just yesterday I was perusing the aisles of Target, that first baby bump in full bloom. I held each and...
January Me
It happens every year. The first of November rolls around, and my social feeds, calendar, and brain are flooded with all things holiday. I...
The Middle Of The Staircase
Walk through any family's front door, and you're going to find a cast of characters. Dynamic, ever-evolving, and marvelously unique people making their way...
Why Mommy’s Back Hurts
7:01AM- I hear you before I see you. Tiny hands reaching for mine. The early morning whispers. "It's time, Mommy. It's 7:01. Let's go!"...
I Used Wordle As A Parenting Tool
Your coworkers are chatting about it. Your mom's texting you her daily score. You can't open social media without seeing it. Wordle is everywhere....
Us vs. Midwest Winter
4:45 pm
As I start to finish up work tasks for the day, I look beyond my laptop and out my home office window. That...
My House Will Never Be Clean and Here’s Why
Five short years ago, we built this house. I'll never forget selecting each and every item. The new home smell that would greet you...
Ode to the Messy Bedroom
I walk past her bedroom, laundry basket in hand. Dozens, no, hundreds, of tiny items cascade across every square inch of the space. I...
Thank You, Firstborn
Dear Firstborn,
The minute I saw those two pink lines, you handed me my first of many firsts. Every step of pregnancy with you was...