Emily Roark
Emily is a wife and stay-at-home mama of a five-year-old daughter, three-year-old son, and a baby girl who arrived in 2020. When she's not filling milk cups, singing nursery rhymes or sweeping crumbs off of the floor, Emily works from home as an editor. When she can find alone time, she enjoys working out, baking and writing.
A No-Resolution New Year
On December 31st, I mindlessly scrolled through image after image of people's New Year's resolutions and inspiring messages for the new year on social media. Or at least, they were supposed to be inspiring....
How to Survive the First Trimester When You Have Other Kids at Home
I think most of us can agree that the first trimester is the hardest of the three trimesters. Symptoms may include all-day nausea, food aversions, sensitivity to smells, bloating, fatigue, and exhaustion, among other...
I Wish I Was a Mom in the 90s
The majority of my early childhood happened in the 1990s. Fashion statements included stirrup pants, poofy bangs, and turtlenecks; smartphones were not yet a thing, and The Oregon Trail was one of the few...
You Don’t Have to Breastfeed
There I was, less than 24 hours after giving birth, breaking down in tears in my tiny hospital room bathroom. I wasn't crying because I was in pain from childbirth, or even because of...
Dear Husband, I Miss You
Dear Husband,
I miss you.
You come home from work and the kids run to you. “Daddy, daddy” they yell and screech and jump into your arms after spending all day with me. You give...
I Miss Nap Time
When I became a mom, no one told me about the transition to no nap time. All of the books I read told me how to transition from four to three, to two, to...
I Thought I’d Be Ready for Another Baby
At this moment in time, my kids are 3 1/2 and 20 months old. I haven't had to buy formula in over eight months, the majority of the baby gear is packed away in...
Finding “Me Time” in the Midst of Motherhood
It's hard for me to remember what I did with my free time before having kids. I was probably cleaning my house more often. I was definitely sleeping more. I know I trained for...
I Thrived Without YouTube (and I think my kids will too)
I sat in the Great Clips chair with a cape loosely covering my sweatshirt, my 16-month-old son on my lap, screaming. He wanted nothing to do with getting his hair cut on this particular...
How I Ended My Obsession with Exercise
Somewhere between the end of high school and beginning of college, I became obsessed with exercising. I'm not sure if I was fully aware of the obsession at the time, but exercising daily made...
Instagram Does Not Make Me a Better Parent
First things first. I like Instagram. It keeps me connected to out-of-state relatives and friends, provides me with a digital photo album of my family, and introduces me to new people and products that...
It’s Not About Me Anymore
When I became a mom, I was unaware of how much my life was about to change. I can still remember asking my doctor, in a delirious state after giving birth to my daughter,...