Indianapolis Moms
I Hated The Weekends: A Few Things I’m Doing To Help Refocus
I have to admit that there was a time when I hated the weekends. Maybe it was a slump in life or a fog...
I Hate The Word Miscarriage
Miscarried. I miscarried. I was eight weeks pregnant, but then I miscarried. That word stings like no other I've heard before.
Miscarried - like I...
I Want to Go “Home” (Back to My Classroom)
I've always wanted to be a teacher.
I may not have always realized it, but I instantly felt at home when I finally stepped back...
The Struggle to Love Myself
I am thankful to have a lot of love in my life.
I love my husband and the life we’ve built. I love my children,...
I’m Jealous of Men
I'm jealous of men.
There, I said it. It's out. In public. For everyone to see. I'm jealous of men. Not for the typical reasons...
Discovering I’m Non-Binary
I can remember the day that it clicked for me that I was non-binary. I was doing a video chat with my mother in...
Holding Your Hand in Tragedy
When someone you love is facing a difficult time, it's hard to know how to support them. You fear saying the wrong thing. Last...
Our Friends Are Widows
I never expected to watch our friends become widows. Friends, as in plural, more than one. We aren’t even 40 years old yet and...
How I’m Ignoring Snarky Comments From Family
Snark is real in this day and age. It comes from everywhere, our kids, partners, social media, your friends, and the mailman. You never...
Rallying Against Cancer: When a Community Becomes Family
I’ve had the privilege of being a part of the same school community for the last ten years. It’s been a decade full of...
I Want Another Baby But My Husband Does Not
When our son was six months old, I agreed with my husband that we would not have more children. We had one wild, strong-willed...
Confessions of Honest Mamas
As mothers and wives, we often think things we would never say out loud. Be it about our children, our partners, our in-laws, etc....
Thoughts On Turning Into My Mother
The other night I was lying in bed when a classic being-a-mom-induced insomnia came on with the symptom of one million thoughts a minute....
Learning To Forgive My Sometimes Absent Parents
I am one of many kids. I love each one and would never trade a single sibling if given a choice. It's complicated.
My upbringing...